The words of wordless may. Sing a song to me. She stands as tall as trees these days. The words of wordless may. . Dear Jesus make me simple. Strong as trees to sway.
I wait to hear the bells. The bells, the bells, the bells. Cup my hand around my ear to listen for them. The bells. . I ache to hear the bells. The bells, the bells, the bells.
From the same place that brings me joy. I'm picking poppies from the sky. Lawnmowers, bees and daffodils. Sunbursts and moonbeams. Dazzling dandelions.
Indulging inaccuracy, I'm picking apart my friend Lizzie. Throw another word on me and watch me hurl it back. I know you, I swear I do, you're just like me.
Green gum lips so pink, hot neon pen. Flash forward, take a picture of me. I'm the prize at the end. . Swim the rainbow. Drown in paint and sky. I meet my melody.
Deep in the woods, far, far away. Live five wives who sleep all day. Five lumberjack husbands who loves chopping trees. All the while they are sleeping, five sweet ladies.
Some of my favorite colors in the world. Beat against my eyelids with the blues of green hummingbirds. Some of my favorite colors in the world. Beat against my eyelids with the reds of pink hummingbirds.
Wading in a sea of lilacs. Praise you in a shroud of violets. Dew is resting on my eyelids. God is smiling now. . Wading in a sea of lilacs. Praise you in a shroud of violets.
Bella Luna, Bella, stars and sky. Oh, the fire, it's not hot. I cannot say that I am surprised. Just sad, the water's running out. . And it's so sad. My heart is a brick and I cannot pick it up.
Golden shoulders, shiny and wet. It's been a hot day in the country. Beautiful Spain! Never leave me. For your music is my home. And I dance on your smile.