Annabelle Cardin - Anderson Lyrics

Here I sit watching the reflections in the windows
I reflect upon myself
And how somewhere I heard that memories do fade
Into the distant past
Until all that's left are songs and tastes and words
That make me recollect

Anderson
Gardenias
Lavender
And orange walls
Golden afternoons
Underneath the Oak

Time and time again
I look to the sun for direction
And the most sorrowful words
Will be reminiscent

Anderson
Gardenias
Lavender
And orange walls
Golden afternoons
Underneath the Oak

Anderson
Gardenias
Lavender
And orange walls
Golden afternoons
Underneath the Oak

Oh won't we come around
Oh won't we come around
Oh won't we come around
Oh won't we come around
Oh won't we come around
Oh won't we come around
I do hope we'll come around