Seeds Of The Pine Lyrics
| Song | Seeds Of The Pine |
| Artist | Martha Scanlan |
| Album | The West Was Burning |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Scanlan | |
| Rains fell cold through | |
| Junegrass is up to my thighsay if it dries up it'll burn just like the moonsay it opens up the seeds of the pine | |
| I only want to dream about youthe dollar | |
| I could spend but | |
| I should savejust to see my fingers in your hairthe golden wheat around us andbeneath us where we lay | |
| You're a slow ride down a country mileyou're the smell of apple pie to the blindyou're the last light on a | |
| July western skyyou're the center of the watermelon,you're a sweet, sweet smile | |
| Cottonwood a-shakin in the breezesurrounded by a starry skyeasy to forget the things we needeasy to stumble around mostly blind | |
| I could tell you not to come in from the storm | |
| I could tell you not to be so kind | |
| I could tell you not to close the door | |
| I could say | |
| I never wanted you for mine | |
| Rains fell cold through | |
| Junegrass is up to my thighsay if it dries up it'll burn just like the moonsay it opens up the seeds of the pinesay it opens up the seeds of the pinesay it opens up the seeds of the pine |
| zuo qu : Scanlan | |
| Rains fell cold through | |
| Junegrass is up to my thighsay if it dries up it' ll burn just like the moonsay it opens up the seeds of the pine | |
| I only want to dream about youthe dollar | |
| I could spend but | |
| I should savejust to see my fingers in your hairthe golden wheat around us andbeneath us where we lay | |
| You' re a slow ride down a country mileyou' re the smell of apple pie to the blindyou' re the last light on a | |
| July western skyyou' re the center of the watermelon, you' re a sweet, sweet smile | |
| Cottonwood ashakin in the breezesurrounded by a starry skyeasy to forget the things we needeasy to stumble around mostly blind | |
| I could tell you not to come in from the storm | |
| I could tell you not to be so kind | |
| I could tell you not to close the door | |
| I could say | |
| I never wanted you for mine | |
| Rains fell cold through | |
| Junegrass is up to my thighsay if it dries up it' ll burn just like the moonsay it opens up the seeds of the pinesay it opens up the seeds of the pinesay it opens up the seeds of the pine |
| zuò qǔ : Scanlan | |
| Rains fell cold through | |
| Junegrass is up to my thighsay if it dries up it' ll burn just like the moonsay it opens up the seeds of the pine | |
| I only want to dream about youthe dollar | |
| I could spend but | |
| I should savejust to see my fingers in your hairthe golden wheat around us andbeneath us where we lay | |
| You' re a slow ride down a country mileyou' re the smell of apple pie to the blindyou' re the last light on a | |
| July western skyyou' re the center of the watermelon, you' re a sweet, sweet smile | |
| Cottonwood ashakin in the breezesurrounded by a starry skyeasy to forget the things we needeasy to stumble around mostly blind | |
| I could tell you not to come in from the storm | |
| I could tell you not to be so kind | |
| I could tell you not to close the door | |
| I could say | |
| I never wanted you for mine | |
| Rains fell cold through | |
| Junegrass is up to my thighsay if it dries up it' ll burn just like the moonsay it opens up the seeds of the pinesay it opens up the seeds of the pinesay it opens up the seeds of the pine |
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