This is not an orange grove at night
But it could, yes, it could be,
I want to try to feel care.
This is enough moisture in the cool soil
Don't grow, and though I mentioned the kind that
Glides every year.
So I gathered up my wonder.
Lay down along side the fain this shut door
They crawl our path where I cannot see any face.
So I gathered up my wonder.
And so I gathered up my wonder.