Oh, the moon hangs down like some old evening gown Forgotten by some lovely southern maiden Oh, the stars are her tears and the sky a skin of years That she has most graciously given Now, who am I to think that she might bat an eye At my heart that lay so dangerously open 'Neath the sweet magnolia tree the world's a fragrant memory And the lady of the night has finally spoken She cries, oh, you are a leaf that the wind blows And you drift from place to place and you never know Well, is it here that I will stay? Child, you must be on your way For you are now, but you know nothing of your sorrow So I hover in the breath between the birthday and the death And the hummingbird, he hovers o're the flower Though the end is just a guest, from one moment to the next I keep thinking there will be a final hour She cries, oh, you are a leaf that the wind blows And you drift from place to place and you never know Well, is it here that I will stay? Child, you must be on your way For you are now, but you know nothing of tomorrow She cries, oh, you are a leaf that the wind blows And you drift from place to place and you never know Well, is it here that I will stay? Child, you must be on your way © SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com