Texty piesní Abigail Washburn

Abigail Washburn

A Fuller Wine

Dark sky's here, no one's near

Except I think I feel you

Sun comes round, and no sound

Except the ringing blue

All too loud

Everywhere I go I look for you

Do you look for me where you go too?

Coldest day is here, skies are clear

Except your blinding constellation

Still you fall behind the west

Except this beating tune

in my chest

Everywhere I go I look for you

Do you look for me where you go too?

Tomorrow is here, I'm further near

Except this losing revelation

You are closer yet in my mind

They say the tardy fruit's

a fuller wine

Everywhere I go I look for you

Do you look for me where you are too?