Some Swedish Trees
Lyrics
Well you were standing in the door
While I wondered what you were waiting for
I saw the wild strawberries on the vine
Out of control
While I was trying to think of something clever
You were saying nothing whatsoever
I saw the berries throw their hooks into the soil
Felt the blood between us churning thick as motor oil
We'd come from California
The air around you was familiar to me now
If you were gazing westward
I was looking at you again
Yeah
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