Teksty: Everything But The Girl. Blue Moon Rose.

I have a friend and she comes from the high plains
wise as the hills and fresh as the rains
I have a friend and she taught me daring
threw back the windows and let the air in

for all she knows
Bless my blue moon rose

I have a friend and we talk about books
she comes around and she drinks while i cook
took me an atlas to find her town
and to realise that the world was round

For all she knows
bless my blue moon rose