Woodlock - American Honey Blonde текст песни

Текст песни American Honey Blonde - Woodlock



She was American honey blonde
Perfect reflection of
Venus the god of love
No comparison
Pour a little wine my love
Why don't you pour a little wine? Oh
She was American honey blonde
Lost direction
As she fell to me from the stars
First connection
Little light in my arms
Who's this little light? Oh
Oh-oh-oh, she was carved in stone
Oh-oh-oh, but more than blood and bone
Oh-oh-oh, I wrote a thousand songs
But I'm still here
On my own
On my own, own
She was American honey blonde
Perfect reflection of
Venus the god of love
No comparison
Pour a little wine my love
Why don't you pour a little wine? Oh
She was American honey blonde
Lost direction
As she fell to me from the stars
First connection
Little light in my arms
Who's this little light? Oh
Oh-oh-oh, she was carved in stone
Oh-oh-oh, but more than blood and bone
Oh-oh-oh, I wrote a thousand songs
But I'm still here
Oh-oh-oh, she was carved in stone
Oh-oh-oh, but more than blood and bone
Oh-oh-oh, I wrote a thousand songs
But I'm still here
Oh-oh-oh, she was carved in stone
Oh-oh-oh, but more than blood and bone
Oh-oh-oh, I wrote a thousand songs
But I'm still here
On my own
On my own, own



Авторы: Zechariah Milton Taurua Walters, Bowel Purcell, Ezekiel Walters


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