Sunday, 22 January 2012

Watercolor Princess

I saw you sitting there all alone
wearing a white frock talking on the telephone
With pretty anklets dancing on your little feet
and the drizzle making a witty beat
watercolor skies they melt into your smile
dark green willows sprout along the while
watercolor skies they melt into your smile
dark green willows sprout along the while

so i came to your and
you did shine
i used my flute as it were a banjo
a song broke out as i let it go
so i came to your and
you did shine
i used my flute and you danced around o
a song broke out as i let it go
and then the wind blew us a trail
right along the ancient rail
i took your words and put them in a sack
as we walked along the lonely track
watercolor skies they melt into your smile
dark green willows sprout along the while
watercolor skies they melt into your smile
dark green willows sprout along the while
so i came to your and
you did shine
i used my flute as it were a banjo
a song broke out as we let it go
so i came to your and
you did shine
i used my flute and we danced around o
a song broke out as we let it go

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