Can't tell you how I know
This is where I want you to take me when I die and I'm full of sleep
Underneath the pine in a bed of leaves
Sorry if I pass you by
I never saw into your eyes
I was only thinking of my home and how it's so far
How I KnowCan't tell you how I know This is where I want you to take me when I die and I'm full of sleep Underneath the pine in a bed of leaves Sorry if I pass you by I never saw into your eyes I was only thinking of my home and how it's so far |