(Nanci Griffith)
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If you could stand behind my eyes for just one day
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Could you see my heart beside you?
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If you knew my love had never flown away
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Would I be missing you... wouldn't that be roses
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Wouldn't that be fine?
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If I could wash away all these years with language
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Could this naked love survive the light of day
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If I could be the one who walked away
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Would you be missing me... wouldn't that be roses
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Wouldn't that be fine?
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I saw the weather change high up on the cap rock
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It is my sense of place... you were my holiday
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If you could hold me now and brace these broken shoulders
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Wouldn't that be trust... wouldn't that be roses
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Wouldn't that be fine?
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If I could turn your head with the round of my pen
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Leaving all we've said... behind us
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If I could roll these dice and finally loose my anger
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Wouldn't that be love... wouldn't that be roses
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Wouldn't that be fine?
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Wouldn't That Be Fine
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| Nanci Griffith |
