Testo My World - Fiddlehead
Testo della canzone My World (Fiddlehead), tratta dall'album Springtime and Blind
All your colored shirts hang
Just as you had left
And your office door's closed
Just as you had said
All your Dylan texts stay
On plate and go untouched
And your poetry books are
Closed and collecting dust
Throw it away
Throw it all away
Help with the hurt
So they don't know
Throw it away
To help the heart
Help with the hurt
But not the heart
There grass dries and moons rise
And clocks tick and suns lay
On this end of my world
On this end of my world
There grass dries and moons rise
And clocks tick and suns lay
On this end of my world
On this end of my world
There grass dries and moons rise
And clocks tick and suns lay
On this end of my world
On this end of my world
There grass dries and moons rise
And clocks tick and suns lay
On this end of my world
This end of my world
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Writer(s): Ronnie Aaron Boswell
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