Strawberry Moon from No Apologies by Laura and the Storm

You were always willing to stop with me by the side of the road
to fresh-picked cherry stands, and eucalyptus groves.
There is dirt from planting basil on the palms of both her hands,
and now I'm seeing God in her eyelashes again.

And I am sorry, for nothing in particular.
And I love you, for no reason in particular.

You look like you are crying sometimes when you are stoned.
And I don't know if I should help you, or just leave it alone.
Well you promised we'd go camping up in the mountains soon.
And we'll dance upon our sleeping bags, under a strawberry moon.

And I am sorry, for nothing in particular.
And I love you, for no reason in particular.

Keep me breathless.
Hold me under.
Make me grateful.
Leave me wondering what's the 'anything' that's going to happen next.

And I am sorry, for nothing in particular.
And I love you, for no reason in particular.

You look like you are crying sometimes when you are stoned.
And I don't know if I should help you, or just leave it alone.

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