Joan Shelley
Why Not Live Here
It was the light, it was the flame
It was the fine shape of your chin
It was the night all full of grace
That shed every line, every restraint
You can move
But why not live here awhile?
You can move
But why not live here awhile?
It was the miles under our heels
It was the blue shine on her blank face
That shocked me to move, make something real
And I'm hoping you know where to take mе
You can move
But why not live herе awhile?
You can move
But why not live here awhile?
I see your pain on you like smoke
See when it rains, your steam in your clothes
Everyone sees, everyone knows
Don't try to hide, dear, that's how it goes
You can move
But why not live here awhile?
You can move
But why not live here awhile?