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Oh, Lou- I'd like to let you know that I do not feel welcome. All the birds, the trees, the falling snow No they were not made for me. And all this is where her heart resides; we met in California She saw cities promise reaching through my eyes And she turned her self away Well how I curse that western skyline. And yet I thanked it for my start. Oh Lou, though my dreams did not come true; no they only came apart. So I followed her here to Birmingham, where the soil is so much richer And though my aching pride might guide my hand, she did not ask for me to come. So I wait for her all through the day, as if I wait for her surrender. And every time I get her to look my way, she says I'm not where I belong. But I watch her father preach on Sundays. I know all the hymnals of my heart. But oh, Lou, my dreams did not come true; no they only came apart. Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh All the snow fall this time of year, it's not what Birmingham is used to Letras de cancionesI get the feeling that I brought it here, and now I'm taking it away. But let's share one more drink together, before I go reload my cart Oh, Lou, no my dreams did not come true- no they only came apart. Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh Take me home, Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh Ohhhh, oh oh oh oh From Letras Mania