Glow - Chris Robinson Brotherhood

Wicked be wicked and red be a rose

Love like a rabbit will run

I do my dreaming roaming the roads

Of jewels that shine in the sun

Of jewels that shine in the sun

Words uttered by witches had tea with little thieves

In a house full of smoke and dead leaves

She swept up the spiders, how do you please?

And buttered the toast for my tea

And buttered the toast for my tea

Love, come to me

Soft and slow

Though I’m far away

I feel you glow

Oh, I feel you glow

Can I keep her off sights, unseen

Stares with awe and delight

For so as the beauty of the song she sings

Has to send the white bird to flight

Has to send the white bird to flight

Love, come to me

Soft and slow

Though I’m far away

I can feel you glow

Oh, I feel you glow

Oh, I feel you glow