Losing You

Sitting under the orange tree
I watch the fruit fall and bruise
The leaves were golden in spring
But my rivers were blue

To keep the sun out all night
I built a copy with mirrors
Towering a thousand flights
To drive out the fear

Losing you

There hear the music two hours away
And the peaches are close too
A dead general can't persuade you to stay
Neither can a bright newt

Losing you

In the distance I see your train
But will I see you again?



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Writer(s): Shayla Retha Mcdaniel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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