Clover

Spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind said I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind said I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Sunshine,
Change my eye,
The pale blue skies,
Drifts off into the night,
Some screams my 'O's,
White as pearl,
Those soft real curves,
In those eyes I couldn’t hide,
The pain it blows over,
If you kiss me right,
If you might decide,
Watches me as I grow older, older
Spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind I’d say I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Some pick on memories
Taste of the tears
They’re fading to years
And I’m left with envy
should I keep on counting
should I let it flow
Was she all tree gold
As the leaves keep on falling, falling
I spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind said I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind said I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Said time is catching up to me 7x
Since the days,
Spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind said I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Spent all my time picking four leaf clovers,
Up on a hill, made from gold and silver,
If it weren’t for my mind said I’m getting older,
Hold on to time so I can say their over
Say their over 4x