Lyrics

Toasted maple leaves Woven through her hair Sweet like honeybees She don't really care Daughter of the sun Sister to the wind Descendant of the sea Little sesame My little sesame Don't you cry The river needs The salt in your eye My little sesame I'm coming home The swollen sun Can't burn you no more Breathing in and out The waves of yesterday Angel of the stars She carried the moon away Highest in the hills She tells the rain to pour Whispers in the wind What are u asking for? Born into a flame A golden oils kiss Amber silhouette Her presence you won't miss My little sesame Don't you cry The river needs The salt in your eye My little sesame I'm coming home The swollen sun Can't burn you no more (No more that I can do) Don't you cry The river needs The salt in your eye My little sesame I'm coming home The swollen sun No more that I can do Away with you No more, no more, no more Away No more that I can do
Writer(s): Sophia Brooke Bromberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out