Текст песни mitchell joni - Michael From Mountains
mitchell joni - Michael From Mountains слова песни
Michael wakes you up with sweetsHe takes you up streets and the rain comes downSidewalk markets locked up tightAnd umbrellas bright on a grey backgroundThere`s oil on the puddles in taffeta patternsThat run down the drainIn colored arrangementsThat Michael will change with a stick that he found(CHORUS)Michael from mountainsGo where you will go toKnow that I will know youSomeday I may know you very wellMichael brings you to a parkHe sings and its dark when the clouds come byYellow slickers up on swingsLike puppets on strings hanging in the skyThey`ll splash home to suppers in wallpapered kitchensTheir mothers will scoldBut Michael will hold youTo keep away cold till the sidewalks are dry-(CHORUS)Michael leads you up the stairsHe needs you to care and you know you doCats come crying to the keyAnd dry you will be in a towel or twoThere`s rain in the windowThere`s sun in the painting that smiles on the wallYou want to know allBut his mountains have called so you never do-(CHORUS) 1968 Siquomb Publishing Co. (BMI)