Standing at the crossroads, trying to read the signs
To tell me which way I should go to find the answer,
And all the time I know,
Plant your love and let it grow
Let it grow, let it grow,
Let it blossom, let it flow
In the sun, the rain, the snow,
Love is lovely, let it grow
Looking for a reason to check out of my mind,
Trying hard to get a friend that I can count on,
But there’s nothing left to show,
Plant your love and let it grow
Time is getting shorter and there’s much for you to do
Only ask and you will get what you are needing,
The rest is up to you
Plant your love and let it grow
Let it grow, let it grow,
Let it blossom, let it flow
In the sun, the rain, the snow,
Love is lovely, let it grow
De akeleien komen stilaan piepen, papa. In gedachten zie ik je wijzen en lachen.
Één reactie op “Let it grow – Eric Clapton”
De piepende akeleien wijzen op hun beurt zelf naar het zomerse zonnetje en vrolijken daarmee heel wat terrasjes en hun eigenaars op. Toch zeker een bescheiden stukje dakterras in Hoboken City.
*knuffel*