Angela Faye Martin - Land Of The Noonday Sun lyrics
[Angela Faye Martin - Land Of The Noonday Sun lyrics]
There's nothing more lonely than a house
When you're flying in a plane
When the people are away at work or playing
There's nothing more lonely than the land
When you give it away
Well it might as well freeze and
It might as well sell
If no one here knows how to stay
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
There's nothing more holy than a house
Of the dying in the rain
Where nobody really needs you
Or is trying to appease the insane
Where the holy tree is red
And the beadboard hung
The day's work is done
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Where the holy tree is red
And the beadboard hung
The day's work is done
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
When you're flying in a plane
When the people are away at work or playing
There's nothing more lonely than the land
When you give it away
Well it might as well freeze and
It might as well sell
If no one here knows how to stay
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
There's nothing more holy than a house
Of the dying in the rain
Where nobody really needs you
Or is trying to appease the insane
Where the holy tree is red
And the beadboard hung
The day's work is done
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Where the holy tree is red
And the beadboard hung
The day's work is done
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun
Leave it alone land of the noonday sun