The autumn heat and this song suddenly bring fading memories to life The fading memories of someone who once tapped gently on the door to my heart
Kitchen Door By Wolf Larsen
No was her name No was the lion that no one could tame But Faith was his name Faith came around with a smile on his face anyway He said, tell, tell me now Tell me the worry that knit up your brow
She said, slow down this train Slow down the iron that runs in my veins
I can hear you tap tapping at my kitchen door I can hear the river run and the river want more Don't you know, I'm already sure I can hear you tap tapping at my kitchen door
But No kept her name No got so quiet, she put out her flame But Faith stayed the same Faith came around with that smile on his face the next day He said, follow me down Follow me down with your pick and your plow
I can hear you tap tapping at my kitchen door I can hear the river run and the river want more Don't you know, I am already sure I can hear you standing quiet at my kitchen door
ฝากข้อความหลังไมค์
Rss Feed
ผู้ติดตามบล็อก : 5 คน [
"I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine."
