Foxglove

Haley Heynderickx

Tell me truly what is your dream?
Tell me truly, is it the city life?

When I take a foxglove
And I twirl it all around
And I feel next to you
On the fair ground

Oh daydream die slow
Oh daydream die slow

We grow tired over the days
We grow tired over and overthinking

When I take a foxglove
And I twirl it all around
And I feel next to you
On the bare ground

Oh daydream die slow
Oh daydream die slow
Oh daydream die slow
Die slow
Die slow
Die slow