Roger King - These Trees Ain't Moving | Текст песни

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• These Trees Ain't Moving

The whole day was wasted and boring
this whole week was trased and below you
and the leaves are hardly moving
the birds cant fly and the tress are
frozen in cold gloom. In the gloom.
and the lines will fade away and the
paint will crack and chip like
always but the one thing that wont
fade away is the time i spend with
you.and we watch our world slip
away
we hold hands and laugh as we
stray old
Grow inside the fruit of
decay
Squeeze those eyes

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