Easy Comes
She thinks of moving to San Francisco
Likes the sound of water
Her mist is dawn on every minute
When the sun sets on her
Not nearly as warm as the fire inside
Often burning too hot
She catches me with soothing hands
Marks the softest spot
Easy comes and talking goes
Time with you it heals my soul
Likes the sound of water
Her mist is dawn on every minute
When the sun sets on her
Not nearly as warm as the fire inside
Often burning too hot
She catches me with soothing hands
Marks the softest spot
Easy comes and talking goes
Time with you it heals my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Fox
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