Parsonsfield
footsteps in my ears
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And though my heart may bid you well,
My sober throat is dry of sound.
And from my hands you slipped away,
Behind my eyes you'll always stay.
And though my heart may bid you well,
My sober throat is dry of sound.
And from my hands you slipped away,
Behind my eyes you'll always stay.
Behind my eyes you'll always stay...
As the stars fill the sky,
you're on your horse, you're on your line.
Jump from the moon and land on Mars,
But it ain't that far,
It ain't that far...
And maybe you're the moon in the water.
Or maybe you're the fog in the field.
Well I reach out to you and you get farther away.
Or maybe you're just footsteps in my ear.
Or maybe you're just footsteps in my ear...