Monday, May 12, 2008

Sixpence None The Richer - Kiss Me

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley,
nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing (swing, swing) swing the spinning step,
you wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

(Oh) kiss me, beneath the milky twilight,
lead me, out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand,
strike up the band and make the fireflies,
dance, silver moon’s sparkling
So kiss me

Kiss me (kiss me), down by the broken tree house
Swing me (swing me), upon it’s hanging tire
Bring, bring (bring, bring), bring your flowered hat
We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map



So kiss me…
So kiss me…

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