Clover
She wonders thru the fields of clover
And she sits on the side of the street on her telephone
Waiting on her lover
She breaks my heart until I don't feel
Clover and over
In the grassy field till the death of the day
We become each other
On our own way, in our own way
On the telephone I don’t care
We can stare and make believe
The stars implode into their own
Birth of the seas to get to unity
And she sits on the side of the street on her telephone
Waiting on her lover
She breaks my heart until I don't feel
Clover and over
In the grassy field till the death of the day
We become each other
On our own way, in our own way
On the telephone I don’t care
We can stare and make believe
The stars implode into their own
Birth of the seas to get to unity