Seasons Of Wither

Blues hearted lady sleepy was she Love for the devil brought her to me Seeds of a thousand drawn to her sin Seasons of Wither old in the end Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you In time bound to lose your mind Live on borrowed time Take the wind right out of your sail Fireflies dance in the heat of Hound dogs that bay at the moon My ship leaves in the midnight Can`t say I`ll be back too soon she awakens far far away Heat of my candle show me the way Seeds of a thousand drawn to her sin Seasons of Wither old in the end Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you In time bound to lose your mind Live on borrowed time Take the wind right out of your sail