Portrait of Louise

Summers come and summers go,
but I need the rain.
All your vines will overgrow
and winds will blow insane.

But I’m not gonna move
and I won’t make you cry.
You can shelter in my home
and I won’t ask you why.

Friends will come and friends will go
but you stay on my train.
And all your wines will overflow
as winds will blow insane.

But I’m not gonna move
and I won’t make you cry.
You can shelter in my home
and I won’t ask you why.

But I’m not gonna move
and I won’t make you cry.
You can shelter in my home
and I won’t ask you why.
You can shelter in my home
and I won’t ask you why.
You can shelter in my home
and I won’t ask you why.