Ben Howard - What the Moon Does Lyrics

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What the Moon Does

What the Moon Does Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For What the Moon Does By Ben Howard?
Oh, amoret with your chain
Come to me, make me sane Feed the dog, walk a mile Speak it simple, make me smile Tell me a thought, tell me beautiful things Like how the river bends in a wild wood creek Am I making history, am I working out? Only what the moon does to the devout And I may be floating through memories With maybe the broken wings on a butterfly But didn't we dream big once or twice? And that's just fine Oh I'm irate with your chain Come to me, make me sane Feed the dog, walk a mile Most things now make me smile Tell me a thought, tell me beautiful things Like how the river bends in a wild wood creek And I may be floating through memories Well maybe the broken wings on a butterfly Didn't we dream big once or twice? Through a ribbon in the night Broke a candle bathed in light While all around us real life Flashed at the window You didn't, you didn't have to tell me I knew it always You didn't, you didn't have to tell me I knew it always Oh, I'm amoret with your chain Come to me, make me sane Feed the dog, walk a mile Most things now make me smile Am I making history? Am I working out? Only what the moon does To the devout |
Who Wrote What the Moon Does By Ben Howard?
Benjamin John Howard
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What's The Duration Of The What the Moon Does By Ben Howard?The duration of What the Moon Does is 5:21 minutes and seconds. |
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