2 lyrics for "Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags"
We grow, grow, older still Steady as the stars in the woods So happy-hearted And the warmth rang true inside these bones Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags As the old pine fell we sang Just to bless the morning We grow, grow, happy as a new dawn
PlayWe grow, grow, older still Steady as the stars in the woods So happy-hearted And the warmth rang true inside these bones Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags As the old pine fell we sang Just to bless the morning We grow, grow, happy as a new dawn
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