Fox the Hound
Talking to the wind she told me, "Never let her win
Just let her go
It's all in your head the way she makes your heart lament
Oh Calypso
Tomorrow never comes until the battle's set and won
I know for sure
But don't be left deceived by all you hear for this disease
There is no cure"
So take it slow, this feeling's all we have
Don't lose control and resurrect the past
Freedom comes when you forget
So leave the dead to rest, wise men
They know the end is not the end
Even though we like to pretend
That the thieves in the trees take all which we see
But they'll never take your soul"
Foxes in the yard watch the changing of the guard
And lose their glow
Hit with such precision they forget they're on a mission
They don't know
That the lights turn off at dawn, they get a chance to leave their mark among the snow
But still they're hypnotized by the color of her eyes
Green and gold
So cut the cord, for holding on there is no reward
Just a jealous hand
Freedom comes when you forget
So leave the dead to rest, wise men
They know, the end is not the end
Even though, we like to pretend
That the thieves in the trees take all which we see
But they'll never take my soul
Just let her go
It's all in your head the way she makes your heart lament
Oh Calypso
Tomorrow never comes until the battle's set and won
I know for sure
But don't be left deceived by all you hear for this disease
There is no cure"
So take it slow, this feeling's all we have
Don't lose control and resurrect the past
Freedom comes when you forget
So leave the dead to rest, wise men
They know the end is not the end
Even though we like to pretend
That the thieves in the trees take all which we see
But they'll never take your soul"
Foxes in the yard watch the changing of the guard
And lose their glow
Hit with such precision they forget they're on a mission
They don't know
That the lights turn off at dawn, they get a chance to leave their mark among the snow
But still they're hypnotized by the color of her eyes
Green and gold
So cut the cord, for holding on there is no reward
Just a jealous hand
Freedom comes when you forget
So leave the dead to rest, wise men
They know, the end is not the end
Even though, we like to pretend
That the thieves in the trees take all which we see
But they'll never take my soul
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Writer(s): Juan Jiménez
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