The Gathering
The Gathering - The May Song lyrics
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I`m waiting for your hands to fold around my wrist I`m mellowing in warm grass and the scent of you I`ve missed And blue is representing the draft in my heart I`m wandering through thin skies and the transparent air I`ve missed Pale is my face you might want to colour while I breathe I`m following large drops of rain with my eyes on the sight of you I`ve missed Pale is my face you might want to colour while I breathe