Moon Tides - 1966 Şarkı Sözleri

A taste of the cold air
The warmth in your bold stare
Haunts me

The time that we're wasting
The words bitter tasting
To you

Mountains seem lonely
Without holding closely
To you

Days full of promise
Time creeps up on us
Slowly
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