Compass

I need a compass now
How tiring, all this binding and tearing
Oh sweet, a truth to crush a lie
First day of spring, warm washcloth on the brow

My heart wanders from door to door
I need a word from your mouth
Oh sweet, a truth to crush a lie
Clear autumn blue revives the sunburned eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Goans, Lauren Goans
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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