Stones would play inside her head And where she slept, They made her bed And she would ache for love And get but stones La la la la la la la la la Lordy, child A good day's comin' And I'll be there to let the sun in And bein' lost Is worth the comin' home La la la la la la la la la on stones You and me, a time for planting You and me, a harvest granting The every prayer ever prayed For just two wild flowers that grow La la la la la la la la la on stones Mmmmmmmm.....