sheila nicholls don't die on the vine şarkı sözleri
Don't die on the vine, babyThough the weather here is fine, maybeThere's a storm rolling over those hillsDon't let it soak you,Don't let it choke youCause you're the only ancient king that I've ever knownAnd my weekly injection, on your passion throneAnd you reveal what's concealed in this smiling townRe-sensitize me, and your condemned to be freeAnd I saw you in the gardenIn the middle of the stormAnd both are questioning our sanityBoth are pleading to be bornSo I asked you for the directionTo the place thats calm and clearAnd as I looked at your reflectionI saw my face in the mirrorDon't die on the vine, baby'Cause your survival is mine, maybeThe wayside's filled with the blind and the numbYou make me see, you make me feelInviting hope for a moment that's real
