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WILDFLOWERS
Boustead,McGregor
I wake to the music of sparrow and dove
Watch the light of morning come over the mountain
Into my room on the second floor
I love this life but I long for more
I think about the kind and passionate man
Who visits these ground and waters my garden
His muscular frame and beautiful face
I know how much I need this grace
He brings a gift of wildflowers, wildflowers
Fills my room with wildflowers, wildflowers
Now the sky has opened and it's rained for days
Through this leaded window no sign of forgiveness
The trees are heavy with olives and fruit
There's always planting or picking to do
So I weave this sweater and I weave this dream
And send it on the wings of a messenger raven
Down the road and beyond these woods
And I know one day he'll come for good
And bring a gift of wildflowers, wildflowers
He'll fill my room with wildflowers, wildflowers
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| Lyric Credits: |
Ron Boustead |
| Music Credits: |
Michael McGregor |
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Short Song Description:
celtic sounding female vocal
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| Song Length: |
3:57 |
| Primary Genre: |
New Age-General |
| Secondary Genre: |
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