Tuscan Wine

Duration

3:29

Genres

New Folk

Lyrics

Stop before you waste your time on me, on me Our train had missed its station long before the thought of me But this countryside's alive with everything that was or will be I'll hide my mind behind these high stone walls and Tuscan wine And make my way back to the other side of the boundary line But it's no concern of yours and at that, it's no concern of mine No one stands here now, but somehow I still feel you follow me around The cannonfire ceased, heard you set sail with another and I was run aground Yeah, you left without a trace and I refused to make a single sound Home, well it's not much of one but I'll make it right Alone in this eden, hope I make it through the night I'll hide my mind behind these high stone walls and Tuscan wine And make my way back to the other side of the boundary line But it's no concern of yours and at that, it's no concern of mine