Ive got ripplin water to wake me To the mornin, my woman, and love. Tall pine trees are pointin us easily to heaven above. Blue spruce clinin to the grade in the evening They take the chill away fine. Cut the telephone line and the storys the same. Theres a worn red chair by the window That we found at a sale down the way When some old women said that they needed more room for the winter. People like pullin at the stuffin when they sit down. It helps passin the time. Cut the telephone line and the storys the same. And oh, like a bubble on a windy day I start to flutter when I hear you say That you feel to good to go away. And you make me feel fine. And you make my world a warmer place By the sparklin of your diamond face. On a frayed spot put a little lace. And you make me feel fine. Warm as the mountain sunshine On the edge of the snow line In a meadow of columibine. Oh little Jennifer, Id give a penny for What you got on your mind. Seems like most of the time youre lyin there dreamin. Maybe in your visions youve seen how omniscient is Slightly less than devine. Cut the telephone line and the storys the same. Ripplin waters flowin through the pipes In the walls that are keepin me warm. The closest Ive been to my family for days is my music. Silently starin at the mornin sky Its just like hearin her callin my name. Cut the telephone line and the story might change. And oh, like a bubble on a windy day I start to flutter when I hear you say That you feel to good to go away. And you make me feel fine. And you make my world Songwriters: Ibbotson, Jim
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 00:42:20 +0000
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