Song | Woman of the World |
Artist | Michael Hedges |
Album | Watching My Life Go By |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The woman of the world turns slowly | |
Days are drawn—seasons start to change | |
She finds that natural boundary | |
Her eyes change color—sounds begin to fade | |
I slowly turn away… | |
from the woman of the world | |
The woman of the world holds me | |
to colder courses farther out to sea | |
where no one really knows me | |
and if the anchor’s out boarders love and leave | |
She’s waiting on the beach… | |
my woman of the world | |
No one hears the way she whispers every changing season | |
Through every falling rain I listen without reason… | |
without reason… | |
’till the woman of the world shows me | |
the secret seed she planted in my heart | |
Her breath is cool to sway me | |
Roots shoot down | |
Her eyes begin to shine | |
My love runs leaf and vine | |
through the woman of the world… |
The woman of the world turns slowly | |
Days are drawn seasons start to change | |
She finds that natural boundary | |
Her eyes change color sounds begin to fade | |
I slowly turn away | |
from the woman of the world | |
The woman of the world holds me | |
to colder courses farther out to sea | |
where no one really knows me | |
and if the anchor' s out boarders love and leave | |
She' s waiting on the beach | |
my woman of the world | |
No one hears the way she whispers every changing season | |
Through every falling rain I listen without reason | |
without reason | |
' till the woman of the world shows me | |
the secret seed she planted in my heart | |
Her breath is cool to sway me | |
Roots shoot down | |
Her eyes begin to shine | |
My love runs leaf and vine | |
through the woman of the world |
The woman of the world turns slowly | |
Days are drawn seasons start to change | |
She finds that natural boundary | |
Her eyes change color sounds begin to fade | |
I slowly turn away | |
from the woman of the world | |
The woman of the world holds me | |
to colder courses farther out to sea | |
where no one really knows me | |
and if the anchor' s out boarders love and leave | |
She' s waiting on the beach | |
my woman of the world | |
No one hears the way she whispers every changing season | |
Through every falling rain I listen without reason | |
without reason | |
' till the woman of the world shows me | |
the secret seed she planted in my heart | |
Her breath is cool to sway me | |
Roots shoot down | |
Her eyes begin to shine | |
My love runs leaf and vine | |
through the woman of the world |