كلمات The Vine

I'll wait my turn It's not my nature to rush the job If you could trust That I'll be workin' till I turn to rust for you So take my word You can lift it like a baby bird I'll set you free If I was you, I'd leave it up to me He'll never dance you like I dance you He doesn't sing and he doesn't shine His life is wasted, he's only tasted The fruit that ripens off the vine I'll wait my turn It's not my nature to rush the job I'll bide my time I get stronger at the end of the line And I will crawl If running to you doesn't give me a star I'll set you free If I was you, I'd leave it up to me He'll never dance you like I dance you He doesn't sing and he doesn't shine His life is wasted, he's only tasted The fruit that ripened off the vine He'll never dance you like I dance you He doesn't sing and he doesn't shine His life is wasted, he's only tasted The fruit that ripened off the vine