Beth Orton - Corduroy Legs lyrics

There is that I can only hear by the moon I lay still enough to hear the trees grow I listen for the creak of their thoughts And I hear your corduroy legs running up the stairs And all the kindest words are held in reserve for you And all my gentlest thoughts A hand reaches to me Across the vanished sea and holds me Holds me Holding you It holds me Holding you There is that I can only hear by the moon I lay still enough to hear the trees grow I listen for the creak of their thoughts And all the wisdom their age bestows I hear your corduroy legs running up the stairs All the kindest words reserved for you All my gentlest thoughts are yours A hand reaches out to me Across the vanished sea and holds me Holds me Holding you Holds me Holding you