715 - CRΣΣKS

[Verse 1] Down along the creek I remember something Her, the heron hurried away When first I breeched that last Sunday (Ooh) [Verse 2] Low moon don the yellow road I remember something That leaving wasn't easing all that heaving in my vines And as certain it is evening 'at is NOW is not the Time (Ooooh) [Verse 3] Toiling with your blood I remember something In B, un—rationed kissing on a night second to last Finding both your hands as second sun came past the glass And oh, I know it felt right and I had you in my grasp [Verse 4] Oh then, how we gonna cry? Cause it once might not mean something? Love, a second glance, it is not something that we'll need Honey, understand that I have been left here in the reeds But all I'm trying to do is get my feet out from the crease [Outro] And I see you Turn around, you're my A Team Turn around, now you're my A Team God damn, turn around now You're my A Team