Thinking Of You Lyrics

	Thinking of you
	All through the morning
	I’m thinking of you
	All through the evening
	I’m thinking of you
	And the way that your holy water grew
	I met a girl under the water
	It made me recall how
	I wanted a daughter
	But you never gave me nothing that
	I could hold on to
	But I wrote you letters by the phone
	And I wrote you every night alone
	But who are you walking around with
	Buttercup
	He was my lord
	And I was his lady
	But I soon grew tired of the lazy days
	When I moved away and
	I thought of him often
	He came to me nights in my rose colored dreams
	Thinking of you
	All through the morning
	I’m thinking of you
	All through the evening
	I’m thinking of you
	And the way that your holy water grew
	But I wrote you letters by the phone
	And I wrote you every night alone
	But who are you walking around with
	Buttercup

	Thinking of you
	All through the morning
	I' m thinking of you
	All through the evening
	I' m thinking of you
	And the way that your holy water grew
	I met a girl under the water
	It made me recall how
	I wanted a daughter
	But you never gave me nothing that
	I could hold on to
	But I wrote you letters by the phone
	And I wrote you every night alone
	But who are you walking around with
	Buttercup
	He was my lord
	And I was his lady
	But I soon grew tired of the lazy days
	When I moved away and
	I thought of him often
	He came to me nights in my rose colored dreams
	Thinking of you
	All through the morning
	I' m thinking of you
	All through the evening
	I' m thinking of you
	And the way that your holy water grew
	But I wrote you letters by the phone
	And I wrote you every night alone
	But who are you walking around with
	Buttercup

	Thinking of you
	All through the morning
	I' m thinking of you
	All through the evening
	I' m thinking of you
	And the way that your holy water grew
	I met a girl under the water
	It made me recall how
	I wanted a daughter
	But you never gave me nothing that
	I could hold on to
	But I wrote you letters by the phone
	And I wrote you every night alone
	But who are you walking around with
	Buttercup
	He was my lord
	And I was his lady
	But I soon grew tired of the lazy days
	When I moved away and
	I thought of him often
	He came to me nights in my rose colored dreams
	Thinking of you
	All through the morning
	I' m thinking of you
	All through the evening
	I' m thinking of you
	And the way that your holy water grew
	But I wrote you letters by the phone
	And I wrote you every night alone
	But who are you walking around with
	Buttercup

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