The Singer - Ty Segall

I can hear the sound

When my arms around

Whistle in the trees

It sits inside the bees?

When my love’s around (?)

Sing, sing (louder, louder)

Sing, sing (louder, louder)

Now I feel so down

Suffering on the ground

Some come home me (?)

We won’t be found

When my love’s around

So sing (louder, louder)

So sing (louder, louder)