Lyrics:
Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my need's were strong would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
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Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my needs were strong would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
In
Would you lay with me in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry
Would you wet them, dear
In
Would you lay with me in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry
Would you wet them, dear
In
Would you lay with me
In a field of stone
If my needs were strong
Would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry
Would you wet them dear
In
Would you lay with me
In a field of stone?
If my needs were strong
Would you lay with me?
Should my lips grow dry
Would you wet them, dear
In
Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my needs were strong would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
In
Would you lay with me in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me?
Should my lips go dry, would you wet them, dear
In
Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my needs were strong would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
In
Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my needs were strong would you lay with me
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
In
you lay with me
In a field of stone
the grave he lay, he lay, he lay
It's Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke
Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke
Never see me in yo city broke, in
full of gold
I wish a lot of things
Ooh! What in heaven's name are you doing with the cow inside the house?
I thought if he got nice and warm he
Lay me down, lay me down in the fields of snow
lay me down, lay me down where the clay meets the cold
for if I don't have you there's no place I will
text me on the phone (yeah)
She said she's home alone (yeah)
She texted, that I'm the one she wanna sex with
She the type of gal you flex with, get
regimental blazons into the arid soil, waited with a disciplined patience born of never having met defeat in pitched battle or siege, the dreaded Imperial
the badlands
Chatter uh da black man
Seen obsession with the bars like a rap fan
Rhen told me stay true, I'm just tryna speak true
Just a strange fruit, tryna
never found
In the fields of barley, lay me down
There he lay stricken with a fever, sick for days
Knowing not of health he would grasp onto
Those eyes I
in darkness I'm tryna find the light there
My souls gone my body's just right here
God can you steer me right the devil's got me going wrong
Thoughts
kind of power as a hustler
You had to overcome this emotion no one could
Read it in your eyes this meant
That he would have to place
Himself again
BEDEMIR: My liege!
ARTHUR: Good Sir knight, will you come with me to Camelot,
and join us at the Round Table?
BEDEMIR: My liege! I would be honored.
Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone
Wake up, we're too close to be alone
Wake up, and please, darling, hold me if you would
hurts me here dear Mother,
Like a stone upon my breast,
Oh I wonder, Mother, wonder,
Why it is I cannot rest.
All the day while you were working,
certain lines shouldn't be crossed, I'm probably playing with fire
But you told me a closed mouth don't get fed, so how would I know if I don't try
You
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