Alela Diane - To Be Still

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there

Have you been kicking bones in the desert sand

There's a wolf inside the cave and another in the clouds

I've seen them chewing on, on the shadows in your eyes

And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still

Oh it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still

And I wont drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in

No I wont drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in

Will you look at me when your face shows the lines of years

While you've been away I have needed your strong hands

California hills will surely welcome us back home

But the way toward the crop of gold is not far from the snow

Oh, the way toward the crop of gold is not far from the snow

And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still

Oh it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still

And I wont drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in

No I wont drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in

And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still

And I wont drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in