Sweet Springs

Think I'll sit and rest my bones low in my evening chair I'll follow you right into the colors that float in the air Though I have a calm obsession with these changing eyes The more that I see out in front of me the more that I want to get high And who needs my love? And who needs my love? I know who I was thinking of You, you, you, you I need some warm affection and shade of a live oak tree We made it out of a long western drought let us drink from these sweet dripping springs And who needs my love? And who needs my love? I know who I was thinking of You, you, you, you And who needs my love? And who needs my love? You, you, you, you You, you, you, you You, you, you, you