Like a Summer Thursday
by Townes Van Zandt
From the album: Our Mother the Mountain
Duration: 03:04
Lyrics for Like a Summer Thursday
Her face was crystal Fair and fine And her breath was morning And her lips were wine And her eyes were laughter And her touch divine And her face was crystal And she was mine If only she Could feel my pain But feelin' is a burden She can't sustain So like a summer Thursday I cry for rain To come and turn The ground to green again If only she Could hear my songs 'bout the empty difference 'tween the rights and wrongs Then I know that I Could stand alone As well as they Now that she's gone Her face was crystal Fair and fine And her breath was morning And her lips were wine And her eyes were laughter And her touch divine And her face was crystal And she was mine