Wimbledon in June

Find yourself in my secrets
As I fold in your arms, your arms
Carry me when I'm in pieces
To the altar of my King, Jesus

You and I, we coincide like we're
Strawberries and Cream at Wimbledon in June
Trust falling off the earth, it's a blur
White socks and loafers, high tea afternoon
Lemon honey runs through your veins
Take me to Florence, Canon film on the train
Guarded by your heart, are we fine art
Favorite hand to hold, man you're so smart

You say I'm like Aurora
Precious Northern Lights, so light
Love immortal from Cora
Goddess of Spring, your Aloe Vera

You and I, we coincide like we're
Strawberries and Cream at Wimbledon in June
Trust falling off the earth, it's a blur
White socks and loafers, high tea afternoon
Lemon honey runs through your veins
Take me to Florence, Canon film on the train
Guarded by your heart, are we fine art
Favorite hand to hold, man you're so smart



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Writer(s): Megan Young
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