Future Hurry Slow

Текст песни Lea Porcelain - Future Hurry Slow

While all of heaven awakens
Let the future hurry slow
Let you be alternate love
Let you be the stars above

Say how much more sweet looms half a mile
Before I go too hollow

For is it not heaven itself
My love it has to follow
For what I care you are my all
My sense of voices mark
Look in your glass and tell the face
That you know that it would last

Say how much more sweet looms half a mile
Before I go too hollow
For is it not heaven itself
My love it has to follow

Of my heart, of my heart, of my heart
Where birds soar, where birds soar, where birds soar
To soothe the break of dawn
To soothe the break of dawn