Song | The Way I Feel |
Artist | Jonathan Wilson |
Album | Gentle Spirit |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Now the way | |
I feel little like a robin | |
Whose babes have flown to come no more | |
Like a tall oak tree alone and crying | |
When the babes have flown and the nest is bare | |
Now a woman lord is like a young bird | |
And the tall oak tree is like a young man’s heart | |
Among his boughs you'll find her nesting | |
When the nights are cool she’s warm and dry |
Now the way | |
I feel little like a robin | |
Whose babes have flown to come no more | |
Like a tall oak tree alone and crying | |
When the babes have flown and the nest is bare | |
Now a woman lord is like a young bird | |
And the tall oak tree is like a young man' s heart | |
Among his boughs you' ll find her nesting | |
When the nights are cool she' s warm and dry |
Now the way | |
I feel little like a robin | |
Whose babes have flown to come no more | |
Like a tall oak tree alone and crying | |
When the babes have flown and the nest is bare | |
Now a woman lord is like a young bird | |
And the tall oak tree is like a young man' s heart | |
Among his boughs you' ll find her nesting | |
When the nights are cool she' s warm and dry |