Like The Swallow Songtext

Saint Etienne

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Like The Swallow Songtext
She's like the swallow that flies away
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sunshine on the lea-shore
I love my love, the love is no more

It's out of roses she made out of bed
A stolen pillow for her head
She's like the sunshine on the lea-shore
I love my love, the love is no more