歌词
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I can't hear my mockingbird
Now worn, over my shoulder
You have no love to give
So try just like I need you too
I can't hear you calling
And I avoid your eyes
And you think love is dangerous
Hold there your hands
Hold
Hold
Hold, ooh
Then dance and use your gold
Oh, your finest white that you can sew
And when you have something good to me
It was gone, yeah, it was gone
So, I can hear you calling
And I avoid your eyes
And you think no one's hearing, just
Hold out your hands
It's not hard for me, for you
You can hear this sound, eventually
It's not far to love, to come, and remain
It's a trust that could break at least to myself
It's not love
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Written by: Julie Baenziger
