There's a crow flying, dark and ragged, tree to tree. He's black as the highway that's leading me. Now he's diving down to pick up on something shiny. I feel like that black crow flying in a blue
Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road. I heard your song, crow, for the first time. Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low. Made me feel as I was runnin' from a crime. Made me feel as
tiSolidify. arSheryl Crow. alTuesday Night Music Club. Solidify. Pouring in and around the great wellspring. And I need bearings in the face of your. Walking backwards with the pounding of your voice
tiSign Your Name. arSheryl Crow. al100 Miles From Memphis. 00-2. 00Sheryl Crow - Sign Your Name. 00-1. 00. Fortunately you have. Someone who relies on you. We started out as friends. But the thought
Crow Jane, and crow jane, and crow jane. don't you hold your head too high. someday, baby you know you got to die I'm gonna buy me a pistol,. Long as I am tall. Shoot crow jane just to see her
Sunday's gone. Months're gone. Some learn they're there. Lonesome crow. Where are they from. Where are their thoughts. No, nobody knows. Or even thought. Please follow them. Will surely be
Sunday's gone. Months're gone. Some learn they're there. Lonesome crow. Where are they from. Where are their thoughts. No, nobody knows. Or even thought. Please follow them. Will surely be
Sunday's gone. Months're gone. Some learn they're there. Lonesome crow. Where are they from. Where are their thoughts. No, nobody knows. Or even thought. Please follow them. Will surely be
light. Safe in your place deep in the earth. That's when they'll know what you were really worth. Till its stock is in the ground. Fruit tree, fruit tree. No-one knows you but the rain and the air. Don't
tiLifetimes. arSheryl Crow. alWildflower. offset500. Sheryl Crow - Lifetimes. Take off your halo, take off your golden crown. The spotlight's off, the shades are down. Where are your friends now
Thoughts of leaves in autumn. Falling from the trees. Thoughts of hovering tree tops. Leading to the sea This was our season, no lies and no pretend. But my love left with the rain Thoughts of springtime
