Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
Simon Joyner
I pledged to my love
That i wouldn't harm her
I kept to her side
Kept still by her eyes
And the heat came summer
Through glass blew the winter
And i kept to her side
And to warm her i cried hot tears, hot tears
When the season did turn
I turned to the highway
And i broke my promise
I left for the mountains
But the forest did burn
And fell toward the ocean
Drenched and alone
I swam through my own hot tears
Hot tears
For love is richer
Than either mountain or ocean
So hold onto her dreams
While you still know them
The pastures are a plenty
But my heart is overflowing
Soon ill be home
And home is my womans hot tears
Her hot tears