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"Like A Summer's Thursday" lyrics |
By townes van zandt
Her face was crystalFair and fineAnd her breath was morningAnd her lips were wineAnd her eyes were laughterAnd her touch divineAnd her face was crystalAnd she was mine
If only sheCould feel my painBut feelin' is a burdenShe can't sustainSo like a summer ThursdayI cry for rainTo come and turnThe ground to green again
If only sheCould hear my songs'bout the empty difference'tween the rights and wrongsThen I know that ICould stand aloneAs well as theyNow that she's gone
Her face was crystalFair and fineAnd her breath was morningAnd her lips were wineAnd her eyes were laughterAnd her touch divineAnd her face was crystalAnd she was mine
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