Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright - Peach Trees lyrics
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Is true love a trip to Chinatown Or being held in one's opium gaze? Under the peach trees There I'll sit and wait Is true love a long walk through Bryant park Or being held in the month of May? Under the peach trees There I will be, will be until you come and get me 'Cause I'm so tired of waiting in restaurants Reading the critics and comics alone With a waiter, with a face made for currency Like a coin in ancient Rome And I really do wish you were here next to me 'Cause I'm going to see James Dean There I will be Under the peach trees with him