Pretty Feather
You’ve taken my spirit
But I’ve been breaking your back.
It’s a hard time to be alive.
You can’t dream with no sleep.
And you’ve been staying out late.
Tell me old lover do you thingk we’re gonna be ok?
I don’t really wanna see you go.
My pretty feather I can be your hold.
A bed get’s lonely when you sleep alone, I know.
It’s the season of the dancing king.
Be a lady it’s a bit less mean if you
Speak yer mind when your conscience seeks the same
I can’t help but think about it.
How you been holding his hand.
Claiming true love when you are promised to another man.
I must admit that I still love you.
That I don’t need another maid,
Touching on my babies.
Stealing covers when I’m old and grey.
I don’t really wanna see you go.
My pretty feather I can be your hold.
A bed get’s lonely when you sleep alone, I know.
It’s the season of the dancing king.
Be a lady it’s a bit less mean if you
Speak yer mind when your conscience seeks the same,the same~
I can see the future coming.
It’s a blank white page.
Start againg from nothing just to build the same GD cage
You can’t keep the past from being
But you can hold the pain
But I never with the ghost of a woman
That don’t feel the same way
I don’t really wanna see you go.
My pretty feather I can be your hold.
A bed get’s lonely when you sleep alone, I know.
It’s the season of the dancing king.
Be a lady it’s a bit less mean if you
Speak your mind when your conscience seeks the same