The Vine
Lyrics Sean Rowe

Written by: Sean Rowe

Produced by: Matt Ross-Spang, Sean Rowe

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I'll wait my turn
It's not my nature to rush the job
If you could trust
That I'll be workin' 'til I turn to rust for you

So take my word
You can lift it like a baby bird
I'll set you free
If I was you, I'd leave it up to me

He'll never dance you like I dance you
He doesn't sing and he doesn't shine
His life is wasted, he's only tasted
The fruit that ripens off the vine

I'll wait my turn
It's not my nature to rush the job
I'll bide my time
I get stronger at the end of the line

And I will crawl
If running to you doesn't give me a star
I'll set you free
If I was you, I'd leave it up to me

He'll never dance you like I dance you
He doesn't sing and he doesn't shine
His life is wasted, he's only tasted
The fruit that ripened off the vine

He'll never dance you like I dance you
He doesn't sing and he doesn't shine
His life is wasted, he's only tasted
The fruit that ripened off the vine

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