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I reeve her up wind
Then give her the one to sail
And weeds grow to hold me
I decide not to go to sea
In there I sit with your glove
Sewing a small end that I shouldn't had
When outside the door I see
Where you hide below the old tree
(In the place we love)
I've played before your way
I ran out, but there you gave
Where you'd hide, but I can't follow
Still out of sight, you left me a clue
Where trees grow near the river
And many months ago we formed a fort there
Where grasses make us play
At your hest to mow the way
And I went looking under the old tree
And I carved your name
But I rived in two the place under the tree
But I recovered the half you left for me
Then give her the one to sail
And weeds grow to hold me
I decide not to go to sea
In there I sit with your glove
Sewing a small end that I shouldn't had
When outside the door I see
Where you hide below the old tree
(In the place we love)
I've played before your way
I ran out, but there you gave
Where you'd hide, but I can't follow
Still out of sight, you left me a clue
Where trees grow near the river
And many months ago we formed a fort there
Where grasses make us play
At your hest to mow the way
And I went looking under the old tree
And I carved your name
But I rived in two the place under the tree
But I recovered the half you left for me
Lyrics submitted by arnfdeno
Track duration: 04:49
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A river, a way
and give her the one to say
and weeds grow to hold me
as I know, to go to sea
I'm dizzy with your laugh
So small in an ocean hut
and outside the door I see
Where you hide below the sea
(In the place we know)
I wait for your fade
I run out, but then you came
Where you hide, I can't find
Still outside, you're left behind
and weeds grow up river
I hope so before fall comes
The grasses make us play
At your hest to mow the way
and I went again up to the oak tree
and I carved your name
But I rived in two the place under the tree
But I recovered the half you left for me