|
Robin Williamson - Witches Hat lyrics
Certainly The children have seen them In quiet places where the moss grows green Coloured shells Jangle together The wind is cold, the year is old The trees whisper together And bent in the wind they lean If I was a witches hat Sitting on her head like a paraffin stove I'd fly away and be a bat Across the air I would rove Stepping like a tightrope walker Putting one foot after another Wearing black cherries for rings If I was a witches hat Sitting on her head like a telegraph pole Id fly away and be a bat Across the air I would roll Stepping like a tightrope walker Putting one foot after another Wearing black cherries for rings |
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Christmas Fantasy by Anita Baker |
 It Ain't What U Wear It's How U Play It by Another Bad Creation |
 Version by Mark Ronson |
 Icky Thump by The White Stripes |
 Pigeon John Is Dating Your Sister by Pigeon John |
