Текст песни Stones - Single Version - Neil Diamond

Stones would play
Inside her head
And where she slept
They made her bed
And she would ache
For love and get but stones
A la la laa la la la la laa-oh
Oh... lordy child.
A good days coming.
And I'll be there
To let the sun in and
Being lost
Is worth the coming home
La la la laa la la la la la on stones

You and me
A time for planting
You and me
A harvest granting the
Every prayer every prayed
For just two wild flowers that grow
La la la la la la la la on stones
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