Song | Murmur In My Heart |
Artist | Ed Harcourt |
Album | Back Into The Woods |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
She is the moon and flowers to harder | |
She is the shine over road | |
In the pale moon where you have loved her | |
She is murmur in your heart | |
She has the street lines in the Harvey | |
She is peculiar in the dark | |
And in your arms she’s feeling heavy | |
Shall be a murmur in your heart? | |
She is the mirror, stars are creped | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She’s the bunch of my guitar | |
She is a murmur in my heart | |
She has a night to stay so young | |
She is a sharp sting in your types | |
She is the spring and sprout explore | |
She is the purple flew to mass | |
She is a misty who’s still so farthest | |
She is the beach all in your eyes | |
And when she puts, you fool, the rack age | |
Just pretend that you are dead | |
She is the measure of all things kind | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She is the branch to I can talk | |
She is a murmur in my heart | |
Ohh, I’d take the light, to take the touch | |
Watching me while you are the truth | |
I don’t need a prince to tell you I deserve | |
That I’m loving you I let the prove | |
She is the mirror the stars are creped | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She is the boss of my core | |
She is murmur in my heart. |
She is the moon and flowers to harder | |
She is the shine over road | |
In the pale moon where you have loved her | |
She is murmur in your heart | |
She has the street lines in the Harvey | |
She is peculiar in the dark | |
And in your arms she' s feeling heavy | |
Shall be a murmur in your heart? | |
She is the mirror, stars are creped | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She' s the bunch of my guitar | |
She is a murmur in my heart | |
She has a night to stay so young | |
She is a sharp sting in your types | |
She is the spring and sprout explore | |
She is the purple flew to mass | |
She is a misty who' s still so farthest | |
She is the beach all in your eyes | |
And when she puts, you fool, the rack age | |
Just pretend that you are dead | |
She is the measure of all things kind | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She is the branch to I can talk | |
She is a murmur in my heart | |
Ohh, I' d take the light, to take the touch | |
Watching me while you are the truth | |
I don' t need a prince to tell you I deserve | |
That I' m loving you I let the prove | |
She is the mirror the stars are creped | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She is the boss of my core | |
She is murmur in my heart. |
She is the moon and flowers to harder | |
She is the shine over road | |
In the pale moon where you have loved her | |
She is murmur in your heart | |
She has the street lines in the Harvey | |
She is peculiar in the dark | |
And in your arms she' s feeling heavy | |
Shall be a murmur in your heart? | |
She is the mirror, stars are creped | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She' s the bunch of my guitar | |
She is a murmur in my heart | |
She has a night to stay so young | |
She is a sharp sting in your types | |
She is the spring and sprout explore | |
She is the purple flew to mass | |
She is a misty who' s still so farthest | |
She is the beach all in your eyes | |
And when she puts, you fool, the rack age | |
Just pretend that you are dead | |
She is the measure of all things kind | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She is the branch to I can talk | |
She is a murmur in my heart | |
Ohh, I' d take the light, to take the touch | |
Watching me while you are the truth | |
I don' t need a prince to tell you I deserve | |
That I' m loving you I let the prove | |
She is the mirror the stars are creped | |
The strange is dream of I ever had | |
She is the boss of my core | |
She is murmur in my heart. |