Why tell them all your secrets,
Who kissed there long ago?
Whispering grass,
The trees don't need to know.
Don't you tell it to the breeze,
`Cos she will tell the birds
and bees,
And everyone will know
Because you told them once
before.
Yes you told them once before,
It's no secret anymore.
Why tell them all the old things,
They're buried under the snow.
Whispering grass, don't tell
the trees,
'Cos the trees don't need
to know.
Now don't you tell it to the
breeze
`Cos she will tell the birds
and bees,
And everyone will know
Because you told them once
before.
Yes you told them once before,
It's no secret anymore.
Why tell them all the old things,
They're buried under the snow.
Whispering grass, don't tell
the trees,
'Cos the trees don't need
to know.
(Copyright © 1973 Island
Records)
Marco Giunco |
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