noel
noel
you were so sure again
something less
something to slip through you
and when it goes
and you can find
your way
your way out of this
I said, your own sweet bliss
noel
oh you could tell the way they say
you’re swingin’
something strange and all
you’re sure the whippoorwill knows
your own sweet bliss
and you must find your way out of this
I said, find your own sweetness