Years (By One Thousand Fingertips) Songtext
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Years (By One Thousand Fingertips) Songtext
If you hated music
Would you be a mother with a family?
If your songs weren′t written
Would I still get shivers from your silence
Until tears are welled up in my eyelids?
If your duty wasn't earthly
Would you understand its beauty?
Please, do these things for me
Please, know that you have held one thousand years by one thousand fingertips
If your words weren′t charming
Would they still sit on fences in my eardrums?
If your voice was harmful
Would it be a storm cloud
On the golden bay of summer's starting?
If I didn't know you
I would not be nearly as inspired
Please, do these things for me
Please, know that you have held one thousand years by one thousand fingertips
Love of my life
Love of my life
Love of my life
Love of my life
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Would you be a mother with a family?
If your songs weren′t written
Would I still get shivers from your silence
Until tears are welled up in my eyelids?
If your duty wasn't earthly
Would you understand its beauty?
Please, do these things for me
Please, know that you have held one thousand years by one thousand fingertips
If your words weren′t charming
Would they still sit on fences in my eardrums?
If your voice was harmful
Would it be a storm cloud
On the golden bay of summer's starting?
If I didn't know you
I would not be nearly as inspired
Please, do these things for me
Please, know that you have held one thousand years by one thousand fingertips
Love of my life
Love of my life
Love of my life
Love of my life
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Rhonda Kye Fleming, Dennis W. Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com