كلمات 12,000 Lines

Crossed twelve-thousand lines looking for your face Only to find not a trace Even the memory of your mouth tries to disappear Little lights turn into spheres Blue mountain in the rearview Some nights, barely breathing at all Waiting for my woman to call Cross twelve letters down, found the longest word This morning, I'd heard Somebody said they saw you 'round 1st and 23rd Blue feathers in your hairdo Some nights, barely breathing at all Waiting for my woman to call Maple cherry leaves start to fall Waiting for my woman to call Sweet honey, stirring in my tea You'rе stirring me Forgiveness, all thе money in the world Won't buy it Some nights, barely breathing at all Waiting for my woman to call