Thea Gilmore - Eight Months lyrics
[Thea Gilmore - Eight Months lyrics]
Indian Summer toronto sings
This is the gateway to everything
Heading south down the pan American
Lord give me eight months eight months
To get it done
Fortaleza would make you cry
Cold canyon sunrise russian vines
I'll catch these days as
Londons' leaves fall
Lord give me eight months eight months
To see it all
Aurora Borealis the Blue daystar
I'm chasing sunsets, cities and taillights
To get that far
Cut the sky to wellington
Then Sydney bathing in blue neon
Karakorams to rest in purple skies
Lord Give me eight months eight months
To open my eyes
Lord Give me eight months eight months
To open my eyes
This is the gateway to everything
Heading south down the pan American
Lord give me eight months eight months
To get it done
Fortaleza would make you cry
Cold canyon sunrise russian vines
I'll catch these days as
Londons' leaves fall
Lord give me eight months eight months
To see it all
Aurora Borealis the Blue daystar
I'm chasing sunsets, cities and taillights
To get that far
Cut the sky to wellington
Then Sydney bathing in blue neon
Karakorams to rest in purple skies
Lord Give me eight months eight months
To open my eyes
Lord Give me eight months eight months
To open my eyes