paroles de chanson Fever Dream - Iron & Wine
Some
days
her
shape
in
the
doorway
Will
speak
to
me
A
bird's
wing
on
the
window
Sometimes
I'll
hear
her
when
she's
sleeping
Her
fever
dream
A
language
on
her
face
I
want
your
flowers
like
babies
want
God's
love
Or
maybe
as
sure
as
tomorrow
will
come
Some
days,
like
rain
on
the
doorstep
She'll
cover
me
With
grace
in
all
she
offers
Sometimes
I'd
like
just
to
ask
her
What
honest
words
She
can't
afford
to
say,
like
I
want
your
flowers
like
babies
want
God's
love
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