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
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
Now that we’re 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
Who needs my love
Who needs my love
You
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