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ترانه و شعر با صدای Conner Smith
What if I stepped off of the treadmill, planted roots and let 'em run? And tried to breathe a little deeper Took a second in the sun I reached the summit of the mountain I could see it crystal clear Taste the bitter fruit of freedom Sowed in the valley of my fears
Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Meet me there
Where tender memories sweeten just like berries on the vine There ain't a thing that grows without gravity and time So, you water the flowers, and I'll pull out the weeds And spend more time laying with you darling Let's get back into the garden
Ooh, ooh Ooh,ooh
We'll call it misguided ambition What it took to understand That life is not to be acomplished To find the joy of open hands Cast our cares into the clouds Sink our feet into the mud And if it rains, we'll dance right in it Baptized in simple love
Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Meet me there
Where tender memories sweeten just like berries on the vine There ain't a thing that grows without gravity and time So, you water the flowers, and I'll pull out the weeds And spend more time laying with you darling Let's get back into the garden
Ooh, ooh Ooh,ooh (Yeah) Let's get back into the garden
Because life is just too short To spend it chasing after wind Ain't no use in climbing mountains Just to come back down again
Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Meet me there
Ooh, ooh Meet me there Meet me there