Sarah Slean - Yellowbelly lyrics

rate me

A veil of strands of hair so rare

Aveiled and stranded there nowhere

You speak to me of fate

We even set a date

Could not tell Michelle

I never said and you pretended not to hear

I chose not to reveal for fear

You speak to me of dreams

You speak to me of schemes

And I fell Michelle

We swim in sands of hope relentless grey

And what would Freud say?

He'd say "You speak to me of dreams

You speak to me of schemes"

And I fell Michelle