The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
The Black Crowes
I'll fetch you water from the well
If you sweep all the ashes out into the wind
As we sit by the candlelight again
Two moths that hover close to the light of morning
And how you made this cold boy smile
From the storm you took me weathered, weary and tired
And you showed me the lessons of simple things
How love made this cold boy sing
Some say that love is the poem of life
Some say that love is the pain of being alive
Some say there's nothing on the other side
Some have traded their souls for just a good time
And how you made this cold boy smile
From the storm you took me weathered, weary and tired
How you showed me the lessons of simple things
How love made this cold boy sing
When we are in harmony
When we are in harmony
And how you made this cold boy smile
From the storm you took me weathered, weary and tired
How you showed me the lessons of simple things
How love made this cold
How love made this cold
How love made this cold boy sing