The Ridleys - Troubadour

She is a girl I met one January noon
Borrowed some books and said that I'd return them soon
If she asked about them I wouldn't find the words to say because
I'd never read a page until today

Please be careful
You'll be careful won't you?
Do be careful
Don't you dare fall for words like this

I won't dare to make a move
No I won't dare to make a move

She is a girl who's made of sugar more than spice
And by some lovely accident, she's everything nice
Wise beyond her years it's in her soul, it's in her name
But she's clumsy and childlike all the same

Keep this story in a bottle throw it out into the sea
It could sink under the water or find its way to you and me
And by God if it's the latter then maybe
Then maybe
It's meant to be

She is a poet and she was barefoot on stage
Saw her November under starlight and the rain
I am a troubadour my feet were meant to roam
But when I heard her words I longed for home

Written by:
BENJAMIN MANALIGOD

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find