.[Verse 1]
Wild roses on a bed of leaves in the month of May
I think I wrote my own pain
Oh, don't you?
[Verse 2]
Down by the creek, I couldn't sleep so I followed a feelin'
Sounds like the vines, they are breathing
(Oh it sounds like, it sounds like, it sound.
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