Black Crow

WRITTEN BY CHRISTOPH BOUET

Black crow in a tree
Is swingin' on a branch
He's dreamin' of falling leaves
Blowin' down the land

Black crow in the sky
Is flyin' through the haze
He's comin' to your house tonight
But leavin' in the morning grace

He's lookin' down on your roof
And listenin' to your weary tune
And callin' through the rain
Come back again

Black crow on the street
Is walkin' to your lawn
And rain comes down in sheets
I'm waitin' for the dawn

I'm lookin' down on your roof
And listenin' to your weary tune
And callin' through the rain
Come back again