Paroles de Maeve

Lately I prefer something warm You call me baby Bring the world to the floor Tell me where you came from And what took you so long You have me smiling to myself Writing this song And I Would like to see you fly Don't question why It'll always make you cry We'll have an old-fashioned car with some plants in the window Mark my words And a place you crochet by the fire when it snows Mark my words Tell life to hold its horses We've got what we need What a wonderful thing To set your mind at ease And I Would like to see you fly Don't question why It'll always make you cry