Judy Loot Songtext
von Goodfight

Trudy′s Loot lives on the breeze
So sweetly like ripe mangos from Ataulfo trees
Lullabies of melodies were sung
And how luckily for me


Trudy's Loot fell gracefully
Trusted like the aerial roots of a banyan tree
Levitate and make me believe
Yesterday seemed so heavenly

Gone home
To her own
Hold on
Find home

Waterfalls are falling asleep
Ole′ misty breeze rainbow she exists confined to dreams
Glazed eyes asleep at peace it seems
A dreamer caught hovering