歌词

She reminds me of November In the steel-blue in her eyes It's her soul I will remember Wise and ancient as the skies She's a traveller, she's a gypsy Passin' through and movin' on And I knew when she was with me She's no singer, she's the song She belongs to the rain She belongs to the wind She belongs to the storm blowin' in She belongs to the stars She belongs to the sea She belongs to the deepest of all mysteries I can see her in my memories Staring out across the bay Like a restless seagull ready To rise up and fly away And the times we spent together Was a magical romance I was fortunate to know her Not too many get that chance She belongs to the rain She belongs to the wind She belongs to the storm blowin' in She belongs to the stars She belongs to the sea She belongs to the deepest of all mysteries
Writer(s): Tom Pacheco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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