Dragonflies Lyrics - Red House Painter

Dragonflies
this is the first you spoke of i
in your black magic hous
in a cold damp atti
two windows stare at us like eye
behind the
december's dar
early morning sk
and a couple o
dead tree
with their ornamental star
i thought by now that
figured your head ou
until now i thought
figured your body ou
so please help me to understan
because i love yo
more than anyon
i wonder in what fields toda
you're chasing dragonflies at pla
my little lost gir
so far awa
this is the first you spoke of it