| | Bluebells Lyrics Artist(Band):Patrick Wolf
The smell of that fall The fires of fungus And the rotting leaves I fell off the wagon Into your arms Into this long month of Sundays And you were my husband My wife, my heroine Now this is our final December Now deep in a forest Losing all though of spring And nothing can help me remember And I'm going nowhere fast A darker day has hold at last Deep in this dream I let the compass keep spinning And your love has come too late Away from the garden gate Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing How can it be over after all that we had A river runs through the rafters down, down, down Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring The phone rings out and I remember But I'm going nowhere fast A darker day has hold at last Deep in this dream I let the compass keep spinning And your love has come too late Now wave to the garden gate Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing Ringing, ringing, ringing Wanna hear them ringing, my love Wanna hear them ringing Ringing... If you find some error in Bluebells Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Bluebells The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Patrick Wolf" Music | |
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