Like the setting Sun, and more than anyone You look warmer when you're sinkin' down Find your favorite tree, and come sit next to me I've a sheet that's softer than the ground
This time spent with you Feels like charcoal sketches for a painting That you won't let me see But I've come to find That comfort comes like quarters in a pocket I thought were lost to me
All your favorite clothes, and all the pain we know Came from those you favor for a time Take it off your chest, and throw your loneliness In a surly river, cold and wild
This time spent with you Feels like charcoal sketches for a painting That you won't let me see But I've come to find That comfort comes like quarters in a pocket I thought were lost to me
Lie about your sign, and hang your worry line On a missin' poster for a dog Find a promise ring, and blind affinity For a match the gypsy said was wrong
This time spent with you Feels like charcoal sketches for a painting That you won't let me see But I've come to find That comfort comes like quarters in a pocket Discovered accidentally
Compositor: Samuel Ervin Beam (Samuel Beam) (BMI)Editor: Sam Beam Music (BMI)Administração: Music Companion (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #11967662 em 11/Mai/2024