Israel Nash

Sweet Springs
THINK I’LL SIT AND REST MY BONES LOW IN MY EVENING CHAIR I’LL FOLLOW YOU RIGHT INTO THE COLORS THAT FLOAT IN THE AIR THOUGH I HAVE A CALM OBSESSION WITH THOSE CHANGING EYES THE MORE THAT I SEE OUT IN FRONT OF ME THE MORE THAT I WANT TO GET BY WHO NEEDS MY LOVE? WHO NEEDS MY LOVE I KNOW WHO I WAS THINKING OF I NEED SOME WARM AFFECTION AND SHADE OF A LIVE OAK TREE WE MADE IT OUT OF A LONG WESTERN DROUGHT LET US DRINK FROM THESE SWEET DRIPPING SPRINGS WHO NEEDS MY LOVE WHO NEEDS MY LOVE YOU KNOW WHO I WAS THINKING OF From Letras Mania