The May Song (live in Krakow) Lyrics

THE MAY SONG (LIVE IN KRAKOW) Lyrics by
I'm waiting for your hands
To fold around my wrist
I'm mellowing in warm grass
And the scent of you I've missed
Pale is my face
You might want to colour
While I breathe

And blue is representing
The draft in my heart
I'm wandering through thin skies
And the transparent air I've missed
Pale is my face
You might want to colour
While I breathe

I'm following large drops of rain
With my eyes on the sight of you I've missed
Pale is my face
You might want to colour
While I breathe

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