Lovers accustomed to tragedy See every kiss in the window across the street Breezes and blessings passing by, ah ooh-oh I'm in the shade of the dogwood
Lovers accustomed to tragedy See every kiss in the window across the street Breezes and blessings passing by, ah ooh-oh I'm in the shade of the
: Lovers accustomed to tragedy See every kiss in the window across the street Breezes and blessings passing by, ah ooh-oh I'm in the shade of the dogwood