Wilsen Magnolia
Golden arms are moving past our dues
Scattering the moments slightly in the muse
Fear is longer than the trial it takes to run
We'll keep, keep following love, staying lost in love
You, magnolia
You, magnolia
Falling in the evening hands of saints
I look in some tremor and it's in your way
I stole your sense and savor all that moves you left
I'll keep, keep following love, this isn't over yet
You, magnolia
You, magnolia
You, oh magnolia
How I want it all to know
You, magnolia
You, magnolia
You, magnolia
You, magnolia
You, magnolia
Magnolia