All Those Things Songtext
von Willie J Healey

Dream a dream for me, my love
Young buttercup, you′re my pearl
Laying in the morning sun
While big brown dogs chew green fields


I'll be yours to keep
If you come hang out with me
Come on man, come spend some time with me
We′ll be best of friends
Touching tongues and holding hands
Come on man, come make some plans with me

Open up your heavy eyes
Silver satellites and aerials
It's funny how the time just flies
You're young then you die, a rough deal


I′ll be yours to keep
If you come hang out with me
Come on man, come spend some time with me
We′ll be best of friends
Touching tongues and all those things
Come on man, come make some plans with me