Wasia Project - My Vine

Wrap around me, my vine
Give me strength to grow leaves
'Til the end of time
Please engulf all my needs

As I slowly grow old
As my leaves turn brown
I'll have you to hold on to
I know you won't let me down

And when the storm comes
The fateful fear of God's drums
You're there

And when there is drought
And my branches fill with doubt
Oh, you're there

Mm-mm

Oh-oh-oh, my vine
Loving me, oh, loving me, oh, loving me

Wrap around me, my vine
Give me strength to be free
'Til the end of time
Please, oh please, keep loving me

(Loving me, loving me)
(Loving me, loving me)
(Loving me, oh, loving me)
(Oh, loving me)

(Loving me, loving me)
(Loving me, loving me)
(Loving me, oh, loving me)
(Oh, loving me)

Loving me, loving me
Loving me, loving me
Loving me, oh, loving me
Oh, loving me