Forest Sun - Queen Anne's Lace Lyrics
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Queen Anne's Lace
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What Are The Lyrics For Queen Anne's Lace By Forest Sun?
Queen Anne's lace and primrose
Got nothing on you babe I've see your eyes without their clothes And I didn't look away, I didn't look away When the blossoms sweetness fades When your tongue is tired There's nothing you need say There's nothing I require In a lawn of endless green You are one bright yellow dandelion flower Are you glad for what you've seen? Are you glad we shared these hours? Are you glad? There's fruit on every tree Far more than we can eat You share yours with the hummingbirds I'll share mine with the bees, I'll share mine with the bees Does the wind ever go out dancing? Does the day prepare a feast? Does the rain get tired of falling? Does the night ever get to sleep? Get to sleep I love how long the day gets Before the summer starts to wane I love the way our hearts fit In this jigsaw love we've made In this jigsaw love That sunflower down on the corner Never seems to be afraid I've seen it standing there at midnight Seen it waving at daybreak, seen it smiling at daybreak Queen Anne's lace and primrose Got nothing on you babe I've see your eyes without their clothes And I didn't look away, I didn't look away |
Who Wrote Queen Anne's Lace By Forest Sun?
Forest Sun Schumacher
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What's The Duration Of The Queen Anne's Lace By Forest Sun?The duration of Queen Anne's Lace is 3:38 minutes and seconds. |
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