Sixpence None The Richer
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Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning staff You wear those shoes and I will wear my dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand, strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon sparkling
So kiss me, kiss me, down by the broken tree house
Swing me, swing me, up on the hanging tide
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the chair marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me
Beneath the milky twilight, lead me
Out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
To the moon's sparkling
So kiss me
So kiss me, beneath the milky twilight, lead me out of the moonlit floor, lift your open
hand, strike up the band, and make the fog rise, dive, silver moon, sparkling.
So kiss me.
So kiss me.
So kiss me, so kiss me, so kiss me