Oh my friend don't get caught in yesterday,
|
All the things we've heard have left and made their way,
|
|
Lower your guns even if love has turned to spite,
|
We may find the enemy waiting inside,
|
Light the candle to see what may unfold,
|
|
If you listen to the sound within your mind,
|
You may find the answer flowing in the tide,
|
|
Say goodbye to your sorrow,
|
And hello to tomorrow,
|
Well I hear the fiddlers call,
|
Say that love is here for all,
|
|
So I wrote her a letter,
|
And I tried to foget her,
|
Well I don't know id I'll go,
|
Can you hear the river flow,
|
|
Say goodbye to your sorrow,
|
And hello to tomorrow,
|
Well I hear the fiddlers call,
|
Say that love is here for all,
|
|
Lower your guns even if love turns to spite,
|
We may find the enemy waiting inside,
|
Light the candle to see what may unfold,
|
|
Oh my friend I hope your done with yesterday,
|
All the things we've heard have left and made their way,
|
|
Say goodbye to your sorrow,
|
And hello to tomorrow,
|
Well I hear the fiddlers call,
|
Say that love is here for all,
|
|
So I wrote her a letter,
|
And I tried to forget her,
|
Well I don't know if I'll go,
|
Can you hear the river flow,
|
|
Say goodbye to your sorrow,
|
And hello to tomorrow,
|
Well I hear the fiddlers call,
|
Say that love is here for all,
|
|
Lower your guns even if love has turned to spite,
|
We may find the enemy waiting inside,
|
Light the candle to see what you may be.
|
|
-----------------
|
Tales From The Forest Of Gnomes
|
| Wolfmother |
