Words & Music - Graham Nash
You came from out of the skies
Your skin and your eyes
The colours of bronze.
The moon in your ear
Twinkled and shone.
Soon you`ll be gone.
Sailing out on the blue,
Your old man and you
Drifting along, leaving me here,
Thinking it through,
Soon you`ll be gone.
Moving through my changes as fast as I can,
Trying to bring a balance to me and the man,
Part of me is screaming to say
I want to be carried away.
From out of the skies
Your skin and your eyes
The colours of bronze.
The moon in your ear
Twinkled and shone.
Soon you`ll be gone.
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