Lyrics:
in need
Wanna be spring
Unfold your believes
Is it coming on?
Fading the dark
Let it in on a morning train
Called your name Sycamore Feeling
All
in need
Wanna be spring
Unfold your believes
Is it coming on?
Fading the dark
Let it in on a morning train
Called your name Sycamore Feeling
All
in need
Wanna be spring
Unfold your believes
Is it coming on?
Fading the dark
Let it in on a morning train
Called your name Sycamore Feeling
All
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper I love you
Birds singin' in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say
Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say
Sycamore hell street
Sidewalking down
Mother I can't eat
From the cracks of this town
Only born yesterday
Can you believe?
See what your heart will
with all the colors of the
wind can you paint with all the
colors of the wind
how high does the sycamore grow,
if you cut it down then you'll never
know
keep Trodin on
Let us gather under the seeders in the sycamore trees
Let us be a leaf amongst leaves amongst the righteous man and thieves
In times
spring
Rock steady teddy live a life of ease
Groovin' with the birdies in the sycamore trees
Be a bear, Bo Diddley bear
I a grizzly bear
Wanna... be
of the sycamore trees
I'll be there for you
And you'll be there for me
There's a soft sound sighing in the sycamores
You harbinger of mourning, good morning
They can't break you now
You were loving in the ruins
Wind in the trees and the sycamore leaves blowing like they do,
like they're through
can I go on when the will is gone? where are we going to ?
where
Strawbs - October To May
Summer's gone come chill October days
We will stroll through russet trees
Through the fallen leaves of oak and sycamore
higher than the sycamores
That lined the streets where we lived before
Gather your family and climb aboard
Or be covered in the Blackwater
Be buried in
I had nothing and nothing had me
Had me strung from a sycamore tree
Now I have it all and it's all I see
The good life isn't what I thought
hallelujah, bridges burned aint what I am
Sickle light on the sycamores, the busted bottle unevened your scars
So flex your neck towards the ground,
Cause
Won’t you meet me by the sycamore
And treat me like you’re sick of all the bleeding
I’ve been causing you come greet me by the collarbone
You see
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing willow, willow, willow,
With his hand in his bosom and his head upon his knee,
O willow willow
Kissing like a bandit stealing time underneath a sycamore tree
Cupid by the hour sends Valentines to my sweet lover and me
Slowly, but surely your
washed clean
And I have been set free
I have dived into the Hell-hole
Underneath the sycamore tree
And I have come back to tell the tale
That I have swam
in need
Wanna be spring
Unfold your believes
Is it coming on?
Fading the dark
Let it in on a morning train
Called your name Sycamore Feeling
All
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