Apple Fiona lyrics
Apple Fiona lyrics
"Pale September Lyrics"
Close Your Eyes Lyrics
Don?t walk away till you hear me say That I knew I had lost you Don?t hit the floor till you want no more
Don?t walk away till you hear me say That I knew I had lost you Don?t hit the floor till you want no more
Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from
It Seemed So Easy Lyrics
Rememberin' our love, babe Rememberin' the good days The days when we both thought it would stay Just
within Rememberin' our love, babe Rememberin' the good days The days when we both thought it would stay Just
But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full
And sank in the burrows of my keep
And all my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
He goes along just
Im Coming Back For You Lyrics
I'm standing in the shadows now You think I'm dead and gone somehow When the morning comes You'll see around
s a water lily I'm standing in the shadows now You think I'm dead and gone somehow When the morning comes You'll see around
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighted down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will rea
The Last Rose of Summer Lyrics
Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone, All her lovely companions Are faded and gone.
And all my armour failing down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
All my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone, All her lovely companions Are faded and gone.
And all my armour failing down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
All my armour falling down, in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep