Daniel Martin Moore - It's You lyrics

rate me

Are you not that Sycamore place

Where my thoughts turn and cling?

A familiar voice

And a flutter of silver leaves

And a swell of strings

Is it not you that seeks me out

So is goodness and holds me dear

Who draws me out

With pen in hand again

With my heart laid there?

It's you

Oh my darling its you

Oh my darling

It's you

A gentle breeding in the morning

Let the exodus begin

We've left this place 9,000 times

And we'll leave it again

And in the evening that makes you so lovely

We'll find a place to be

In this world of music

A flurry of castanets

You are there with me

And it's you

Oh my darling it's you

Oh my darling

It's you<br />

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Thanks to razvan