The Genius of Myra
(D.Ward-Murphy)
The same old love songs,
they don’t mean nothing in my heart.
I’ll sing these campfire songs
but you must feel like Wolfgang in the dark.
What can I do to make you come around now?
What can I do to make you pick me up, make a sound, anything you can do?
Talk a while with a sad, sad song but they,
they don’t listen no more.
A 1000 oceans
take me to the drifting of the dark.
A sorta fairytale
is living in my head when all is far away.
What can I do to make you come around now?
What can I do to make you pick me up, make a sound, anything you can do?
Talk a while with a thoughtful song but they,
they don’t listen no more.
The Genius of Myra
The Genius of Myra
The Genius of Myra
The Genius of Myra
The Genius of Myra
The Genius of Myra
What can I do to make you come around now?
What can I do to make you pick me up, make a sound, anything you can do?
Talk a while with a thoughtful song but they,
they don’t listen no more.
