trail a trail of pretty thoughts
right on home and through to naught
gather your arms and hold on strong
break into dance, then burst into song
love a love like nothing else was
throw up your fists, if only because
give them no reason, no reason at all
that you walked the earth 'till you had to crawl
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 1:58 AM UTC
trail a trail of pretty thoughts
right on home and through to naught
gather your arms and hold on strong
break into dance, then burst into song
love a love like nothing else was
throw up your fists, if only because
give them no reason, no reason at all
that you walked the earth 'till you had to crawl