June Carter Cash (The Finches)

The Finches:
June Carter Cash’s
Voice was in my dreams
I was listening to a tape that you made for me
When my heart got so tight I thought I might die

We cannot return to
Sundays down the street
That's ok; we're where we ought to be
But oh, how the time carried us by

While all the truths that we've told
Have gone silent or grown old
June Carter and John have flown
Soon I'll let you let me go

Still June Carter Cash's
Voice haunts my dreams
Since listening to a tape
That you made for me

My heart stretched so tight
I thought I might die

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