Lletres: Bowerbirds. Upper Air. Northern Lights.

I don?t need from you a waterfall of careless praise
And I don?t need a trophy for all the games I played
But all I want is your eyes
In the morning as we wake for a short while

And I don?t need you to catch my wandering mind
And I don?t expect a southern girl to know the northern lights
And all I want is your eyes
In the morning as we wake for a short while

And I do need the wind across my pale face
And I do need the ferns to unfurl in the spring
And I do need the grass to sway,
yes I do need to know my place

yet all I want is your eyes
in the morning as we wake for a short while

(Thanks to lexi for these lyrics)