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
Übersetzung: The Gathering. Die Mai-Song.
Übersetzung: The Gathering. Die Mai-Song (Radio Edit).
: 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
: Come and gather around Join in the crowd Singing the songs that we know We'll drink a toast to tomorrow And one to days long ago We will dance through
things It brings joy to a child When he sees all the decorations hanging all around The birthday of our king We sing praises to you People gather around
of the sky magic power, sign and song o Inspirer, Thou of live hope and joy I worship thee Sovereign of the sky magic power sign and song o Inspirer,
heard the hobo?s gather, heard their banjo?s brace the blade. Heard them sing about the river, called it the lazy man?s parade. Sing me that song about
Wish you a very merry, cherry cherry Christmas And a holly holy holiday, too. Underneath your tree may there always be Sounds of harmony, not a song sung
your brain for in this song i do proclaim that once aboard this moving train i'll do my best to ease your pain slinky as my speech may be on this trip
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
