Lyrics: Lenderd Barend Johannes Muller
Music: Lenderd Barend Johannes Muller
I look for you in blankets
I look for you in the sky
I look for you in music
Heard you in my sigh
I lay my head upon your hair
I prayed your eyes would find me
A wandering hand
A fleeting stare
I prayed your eyes would hold me
But how can I think so highly of you
When I donβt think much of me
If love grew on trees
Then in the fall
In the fall
Love would leave
My heart is a weapon
My heart is my foe
Oh I get feelings too quickly
When my thinking slows
I lay my head upon your hair
I prayed your eyes would find me
So Iβm calling all you prophets
And Iβm calling all you priests
Speaking all your words
But you hide in your deceit
How can I think so highly of you
When I donβt think much of me
If love grew on trees
Then in the fall
In the fall
Love would leave