Sycamore Leaves Lyrics – A-Ha

Cant stop thinking bout it
It fills me with unease
Out there by the roadside somethings buried
Under sycamore leaves

Wet grounds, late September
The foliage of the trees
I came upon this feeling that someones lying
Covered by sycamore leaves

And I could never face it
And take a look and see
And I could never break out
And shake its grip on me
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A-Ha Lyrics – Sycamore Leaves

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Sycamore Leaves