My Only Trouble Lyrics by Joan Shelley
Once we stretched out so fair
My hand here, your mouth there
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Once we stretched out so fair
My hand here, your mouth there
Shock of teal blue
Beneath clouds gathering
Be my sailor and I’ll be your doll
Puppet show, how we bow and we bend for a smile
Lure and line
Lure and line
Never want you tame,
I’ve seen you wild
How sad, how lovely
How short, how sweet
I wish you’d know it
You’re a power line
Pull up the horses and carry me back behind the lines
Back to the water, back with the gardens and the vines
A haven woven with warm colors
A woolen lace to rest your head
Pretty little miss
Out in the garden