I'm waiting for your hands to fold around my wrist I'm mellowing in warm grass And the scent of you I've missed And blue is representing The draft in
I'm waiting for your hands to fold around my wrist I'm mellowing in warm grass and the scent of you I've missed And blue is representing the draft in
译文: 采集业. 五月的歌.
译文: 采集业. 五月歌（收音机编辑）.
: I'm waiting for your hands to fold around my wrist I'm mellowing in warm grass and the scent of you I've missed And blue is representing the draft
fat She may bake some brownies today Saying you are welcome back She is another canyon lady Estrella, circus girl Comes wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls Songs
To announce your station identification We'd also like to add that we've now reached The three-and-a-half minute mark of this song Radio stations may
so I can look out for ya And you gon' love what I got for ya Tender lovin' and care, anything your heart could spare Look here, my demeanor may seem
Shining stars on summer nights Well, everyone would gather On the twenty-fourth of May Sitting in the sand To watch the fireworks display Dancing fires on the beach Singing songs
Lord... You sent your son to save us Oh my Lord... Your very self you gave us Oh my Lord... That sin may not enslave usand love may reign once more
tune When the toast is burned And all the milk has turned And Captain Crunch is waving farewell When the big one finds you May this song remind you
this tune: When the toast is burned, And all the milk has turned, And Captain Crunch is waving farewell, When the Big One finds you, May this song remind
, and they gave me a gun, And they marched me away to the war. And the band played 'Waltzing Matilda,' As the ship pulled away from the quay, Amidst the songs
know it's the time again, life is short Gotta grab the wheel of life. Indecision, should-haves, could-haves will only rip my joy away. This inner cross-roads may
Gather round to hear this tale A story which has grown old Torn of their pride Stars crash and collide The wrecking yard's grown cold They may laugh and
