Louise Taylor
Текст песни Your Face

I keep looking for your face
In the morning sun
Coming round the corner bend
It's that time of year again
When you should appear
Like apples red and clear
Between the green and my missing you
It's a melancholy time
It's a scent that's been refined
It's the air as sharp as waking
And I have seen your lion's mane
Shaking untamed without you
And your clothes laze
On other shoulders and legs
But they don't move like you used to
They're just misfits in your place
Looks like trouble's in the waiting
I keep looking for your light
There's no yellow in sight
A lifeless painting
I keep looking for your face
I keep looking for your face

I keep looking for your face
In the morning sun
Coming round the corner bend
It's that time of year again
I keep looking for your face
I keep looking for your face
I keep looking for your face

I keep looking for your face
I keep looking for your face