Oh, the rocks, they will always hold in the sea
And erosion can't stop their being
Oh no, currents can't defeat them
And I am thankful for the love
These rocks have always given
And although this boat is steady now
One wave can pull me under
And I'll be stranded out at sea
And I will pray that those rocks
Will be there for me
'Cause when the sun always shines down on your shoes
Can be a blue, blue Christmas for you
'Cause when the sun always shines down on your shoes
Can be a blue, blue Christmas for you
Oh, but the way that your hair is always neat
And your skirts fall below your knees
And your love is so pure and so clean
Oh well, it comforts me, oh well, it comforts me
Oh well, it comforts me, oh well, it comforts me
Oh, the way that you're always surprised
Oh, to find truth in all of my lies
'Cause you trust me and ignore my disguise
Oh well, it comforts me, oh well, it comforts me
Oh well, it comforts me, oh well, it comforts me
Oh, but there's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
There's no need to play with my heart
Artist: Warhorse
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