Roger Miller - Tolivar
Love has wings and flies through windows
Opening unopened doors
Sending light to darkened corners
Lit by loneliness before
But love is just a word for feeling
There is really no word for love
And because our love was special
We called our love tolivar
Tolivar, tolivar, we would shout to every wind
Really knowing, it was going, places we’d not seen or been
Love is just a word for feeling
There is really no word for love
And because our love was special
We called our love tolivar
Tolivar, tolivar, we would shout to every wind
Really knowing, it was going, places we’d not seen or been
Love is just a word for feeling¡Â¡Â..