Letra
Ver letra con acordes
In the morning you will breahte
and in the evening you ll believe
no more cramping in your style
no more dampening your smile
Oh her house is homemade
but she s leaving this island
oh, will you row
or with a sail and a wind
will you go?
Over the roadless land
your world curves towards me
you came sailing across
not relaying your loss
Oh I ve waited so long
my childish writing is stil there
after all east house to Norway
aeroplane through the rain
Oh her home is handmade
but she s leaving this island
oh, will you row
or with a sail and a wind
will you go?