Bernard Fanning
L.O.L.A.
Summer's first swallow comesBrought back the heat of the sunWho could say the summer's begunOne of these daysWinterlong in the blackest sleepStrung out in a numb so deepSpirit is willingBut the flesh is weakWho could say the summer's begun?L.O.L.A you're still spinning on that wheel(Still running up that hill)Trying to cut yourself a better deal(Still running up that hill)Who would have thought you'd be the oneTo make me feel this way(Strangling rope got me by the throat)(My knees go weak when you hold me close)When you hold me closeWinterlong in the blackest sleepStrung out in a numb so deepThe spirit is willingBut the flesh is weakOne of these daysLetras de cancionesWater rising in the great unfreezeDripped dry in a fitful breezeWho could say their hands are clean these days?Who could say the summer's begun?L.O.L.A you're still spinning on that wheel?(Still running up that hill)Trying to cut yourself a better deal(Still running up that hill)Who would have thought you'd be the oneTo make me feel this way(Strangling rope got me by the throat)(Lola say you're mine when I hold you close)L.O.L.A you're still spinning on that wheel?(Still running up that hill)Trying to cut yourself a better deal(Still running up that hill)Who would have thought you'd be the oneTo make me feel this way(Strangling rope got me by the throat)(Lola say you're mine when I hold you close)(Strangling rope got me by the throat)(Lola say you're mine when I hold you close)(Strangling rope got me by the throat)
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