Текст песни Six Pence None The Richer - Melody of You
Six Pence None The Richer - Melody of You слова песни
Youre a painting with symbols deep, symphonySoft as it shifts from dark beneathA poem that flows, caressing my skinIn all of these things you reside and iWant you flow from the pen, bow and brushWith paper and string, and canvas tightWith ink in the air, to dust your light? From morning to the black of nightChorusThis is my call I belong to youThis is my call to sing the melodies of youThis is my call I can do nothing elseI can do nothing elseYoure the scent of an unfound bloomA simple tuneI only write variations to sooth the moodA drink that will knock me down to the floorA key that will unlock the doorWhere I hear a voice sing familiar themesThen beckons me weave notes in betweenA tap and a string, a bow and a glassYou pour me till the day has passed....Chorus