L’s Song versuri

Versuri David Gray – L's Song lyrics

I love your nervous fingers
Won’t you fumble all night long?
Let the morning air sting us
To rise and stumble on
Down the crooked pavements
The wind rolls my thoughts like a leaf
The brittle bell chimes and fortune smiles
With its broken teeth

And the many rivered land
Grateful for the rain
I’d be grateful for one morsel
Of your loving again

Summer, restless summer won’t let sleeping dogs lie
Your barbed voice reawakens time gone by
Hound’s face, fine boned
Parched land, dry stone
Thunder’s muttered promise
Impatient gull on the scented wind
Your gray eyes startling
Rain nearly upon us

And the many rivered land
Grateful for the rain
I’d be grateful for one morsel
Of your loving again

And the many rivered land
Grateful for the rain
I’d be grateful for one morsel
I’d be grateful for one morsel
I’d be grateful for one morsel
Of your loving again