Thyme by Kristen Merritt Lyrics

[Verse]
The melancholy sighs set like a stain
Beneath nostalgic lies
Trapped in my brain

The smell of dew
The sight, the view
It trains

The mind to wander
And want
Wander I thought


[Verse]
The smell of fire it dances
The smoke on my tongue

A yellowed sky imposes
I long to be young
Its in the air its everywhere
The feeling of want

The smell of night
By daylight bright
I long to be one with Thyme