that's alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer
each other And guitar and April Wine And we lay down in the alley As the sunlight hit the pine And talked of all things great Like the rose of Gertrude Stein And we fell in love that summer But it lasted
each other And guitar and april wine And we lay down in the alley As the sunlight hit the pine And talked of all things great Like the rose of gertrude stein And we fell in love that summer But it lasted
alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in
they met she was fifteen Like a black rose blooming wild And she already knew she was gonna die "What's tomorrow without you? This is our last goodbye
in the alley As the sunlight hit the pine And talked of all things great Like the rose of Gertrude Stein And we fell in love that summer But it lasted
and that's alright with me You can hide `neath your covers and study your pain Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer
M'Caw! Come give us a tune on your moley guitar!" And Billy'd strike up on his moley guitar And Billy'd strike up on his moley guitar And then we'd feel
