Blue Moon Rose — Everything but the girl

blue moon rose

I have a friend and she comes from the high plains wise as the hills and fresh as the rains I have a friend and she taught me daring threw back the windows and let the air in

for all she knows Bless my blue moon rose

I have a friend and we talk about books she comes around and she drinks while i cook took me an atlas to find her town and to realise that the world was round

For all she knows bless my blue moon rose