Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reasonFor the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the seasonWhy in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
There's somethin' happenin' hereBut what it is ain't exactly clearThere's a man with a gun over thereA-tellin' me I got to bewareI think it's time we stopChildren, what's that soun...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
There's something happening hereWhat it is ain't exactly clearThere's a man with a gun over thereTelling me I got to bewareI think it's time we stop, children, what's that soundEve...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reasonFor the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the seasonWhy in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
How can I tell her that I love herWhen windy week-end warningsTell me summer teases?When I first saw her with anotherMy world fellAnd I stumbled for a whileI stumbled for a whileWh...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reasonFor the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the seasonWhy in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
There's something happening hereBut what it is ain't exactly clearThere's a man with a gun over thereTelling me I got to bewareI think it's time we stop, children, what's that soun...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Every time you touch her sets your hands on fire,And every thing you've got is all that she requires.And you hang on, hang on, hang on to the words of a liar.You can feel it gettin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Do I have to come right outAnd say it,Tell you that you look so fine?Do I have to come right outAnd ask you to be mine?If it was a game I could play it,Trying to make itBut I'm los...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
There you stood on the edge of your featherExpecting to fly While I laughed I wondered whether I could wave goodbye Knowin' that you'd gone By the summer it was healing We had said...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield