Stones — текст песни (Neil Diamond)

Stones





Stones would play inside her head

And where she slept,

They made her bed

And she would ache

For love and get but stones



La la la la la la la la la



Lordy, child

A good days comin

And Ill be there to let the sun in

And bein lost

Is worth the comin home



La la la la la la la la la on stones



You and me, a time for planting

You and me, a harvest granting

The every prayer ever prayed

For just two wild flowers that grow



La la la la la la la la la on stones



Mmmmmmmm.....