Love of mine
When I thought you’d never die
I recall my paradise, oh no
Nevermind the promises, you made
Sweetheart Jane
Can I take your gentle beams
Please don’t tell me
when you are leaving
Choking with the summer breeze,
you may
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
Morning rain
That spreading on the sinner’s head
When everytime I see you in LA
Rolling on your six wheeler ride
Love of mine
When I thought you’d never die
I recall my paradise, oh no
Nevermind the promises, you made
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know
I can hear where the whistle blows
On a starting line
with a red right hand
That hold you close behind
Can you recall green green grass,
I know