Stones - Neil Diamond (尼尔·戴蒙德)
Stones would play
Inside her head
And where she slept
They made her bed
And she would ache
For love and get but stones
La la la la la la la la la
Lordy child
A good days coming
And I'll be there to let the sun in
And being lost
Is worth the coming home
La la la la la la la la la on stones
You and me a time for planting
You and me child
A harvest granting
The every prayer ever prayed
For just two wild flowers that grow
La la la la la la la la la on stones
Mmmmmmmm
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