Middle of A - Cozi Zuehlsdorff
We spend our autumn days
Counting all our gains
And stains from plums we eat by the stream
And you have a sort of grace
The sun dancing on your face
And pages of art
You trace on my hand in the sand by the sea
Oh my heart
You stopped me in the middle of a
You stopped me in the middle of a
You stopped me in the middle of a
You stopped me in the middle of a
There's a weeping willow tree
Christened with a someday dream
And with every leaf we follow the breeze
Soak up Paris in the rain
Find a school in Copenhagen
Painting the seasons
Sketching the lines in the city of spires
Oh my heart
You stopped me in the middle of a
You stopped me in the middle of a
You stopped me in the middle of a
You stopped me in the middle of a
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
The moon and water keep time
As you recite our rhymes
And reasons we feel at peace with our time
Oh we feel at peace with our time