Paula Cole - Oh John lyrics
[Paula Cole - Oh John lyrics]
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Never lose the memory of April twenty-six
Your hands designed my body
You autographed my hip
I lost all my worry i lost all sense of time
My fears evaporated
When you held me in your oh my God and
Oh John, in a New York hotel room
In a truck off the back road
Southwest of Chicago
Oh John, in a New England fairground
On a lawn in the backyard
In a town in Colorado, oh
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Saturate my consciousness
With sweet elixir wine
Your body is the chalice
Your spirit is the vine
I lose all my worry i lose all sense of time
My fears evaporate
When you hold me in your oh my God and
Oh John, in a New York hotel room
In a truck off the back road
Southwest of Chicago
Oh John, in a New England fairground
On a lawn in the backyard
In a town in Colorado, oh
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Oh John, oh John, oh
And every time I see the ocean you're there
And every time I see the
Forest you're on my mind in my life
Flooding me with memories like
Oh John, in a New York hotel room
In a truck off the back road
Southwest of Chicago
Oh John, in a New England fairground
On a lawn in the backyard
In a town in Colorado, oh
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Never lose the memory of April twenty-six
Your hands designed my body
You autographed my hip
I lost all my worry i lost all sense of time
My fears evaporated
When you held me in your oh my God and
Oh John, in a New York hotel room
In a truck off the back road
Southwest of Chicago
Oh John, in a New England fairground
On a lawn in the backyard
In a town in Colorado, oh
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Saturate my consciousness
With sweet elixir wine
Your body is the chalice
Your spirit is the vine
I lose all my worry i lose all sense of time
My fears evaporate
When you hold me in your oh my God and
Oh John, in a New York hotel room
In a truck off the back road
Southwest of Chicago
Oh John, in a New England fairground
On a lawn in the backyard
In a town in Colorado, oh
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Oh John, oh John, oh
And every time I see the ocean you're there
And every time I see the
Forest you're on my mind in my life
Flooding me with memories like
Oh John, in a New York hotel room
In a truck off the back road
Southwest of Chicago
Oh John, in a New England fairground
On a lawn in the backyard
In a town in Colorado, oh
Oh John, oh John, oh John
Oh John, oh John, oh John