Song | Winter Sun |
Artist | Esperanza Spalding |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Once autumn's glow | |
Has gone away | |
And gray cotton clouds | |
Blanket drowsy days | |
You're the winter sun | |
Once fallen leaves | |
Have lost their crunch | |
And turn to confetti | |
Brown and orange | |
I know soon | |
You'll come tame the whip of the wind | |
And bathe the naked branches with warmth and light | |
When tired bones tremble | |
From the cold | |
One kiss of your warmth | |
Heals the soul | |
Shine winter sun | |
Make this cold heart whole | |
Once autumn's glow | |
Has gone away | |
And grey cotton clouds | |
Blanket drowsy days | |
I know soon you'll | |
Come tame the whip of the wind | |
And bathe my naked branches with warmth and light | |
You’re the winter sun |
Once autumn' s glow | |
Has gone away | |
And gray cotton clouds | |
Blanket drowsy days | |
You' re the winter sun | |
Once fallen leaves | |
Have lost their crunch | |
And turn to confetti | |
Brown and orange | |
I know soon | |
You' ll come tame the whip of the wind | |
And bathe the naked branches with warmth and light | |
When tired bones tremble | |
From the cold | |
One kiss of your warmth | |
Heals the soul | |
Shine winter sun | |
Make this cold heart whole | |
Once autumn' s glow | |
Has gone away | |
And grey cotton clouds | |
Blanket drowsy days | |
I know soon you' ll | |
Come tame the whip of the wind | |
And bathe my naked branches with warmth and light | |
You' re the winter sun |
Once autumn' s glow | |
Has gone away | |
And gray cotton clouds | |
Blanket drowsy days | |
You' re the winter sun | |
Once fallen leaves | |
Have lost their crunch | |
And turn to confetti | |
Brown and orange | |
I know soon | |
You' ll come tame the whip of the wind | |
And bathe the naked branches with warmth and light | |
When tired bones tremble | |
From the cold | |
One kiss of your warmth | |
Heals the soul | |
Shine winter sun | |
Make this cold heart whole | |
Once autumn' s glow | |
Has gone away | |
And grey cotton clouds | |
Blanket drowsy days | |
I know soon you' ll | |
Come tame the whip of the wind | |
And bathe my naked branches with warmth and light | |
You' re the winter sun |