My Vine
Wasia Project
Wrap around me, my vine
Give me strength to grow leaves
Till the end of time
Please engulf all my needs
As I slowly grow old
And my leaves turn brown
I'll have you to hold onto
I know you won't let me down
And when the storm comes
The fateful fear of God's drums
You-
And when there is drought
And my branches fill with doubt
Oh, you're there
Hmm
Oh-oh-oh, my vine
Loving me, oh, loving me, oh, loving me
Wrap around me, my vine
Give me strеngth to be free
Till the end of timе
Please, oh please, keep loving me
(Loving me, loving me, loving me, loving me)
(Loving me, oh, loving me, oh, loving me)
(Loving me, loving me, loving me, loving me)
(Loving me, oh, loving me, oh, loving me)
Loving me, loving me, loving me, loving me
Loving me, oh, loving me, oh, loving me