Originally By: Ray Lamontagne.
Lyrics:
She lifts her skirt up to her knees
Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing
And I never learned to count my blessings
I choose instead to dwell in my disasters
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amazing
very cozy. thank you for the geeat music yousef
seriously, your cover of this song is pure gold. you added y…
Damn...... This is more than beautiful....