Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Doorbells Are Ringing, artist - Sun Kil Moon. Date of issue: 03.10.2022
Song language: English
The Doorbells Are Ringing |
| The last little fledgling flew away |
| From outside my window |
| Doves nested throughout the seasons kept me company all year |
| Oh, how I hated to see my last little friend go |
| And my friend’s little brother died |
| He left a widow and three children behind |
| Covid is taking so, so many |
| As if last year it didn’t take plenty |
| Yesterday was nice, driving down the one |
| Past Pacifica and Farmer John’s Pumpkin Farm |
| Past |
| and Roosevelt Beach |
| Was nice going down memory lane |
| Seeing signs for Redwood City |
| And |
| and Frenchman’s Creek |
| And Poplar and Moss Beach |
| On the way to Pescadero, craving green chili soup |
| The windows down, the wind is blowing |
| It feels so nice to be with you |
| We used to always drive down the one |
| When we first met, oh, how it’s been so long |
| Driving along the Pacific Ocean to the west |
| Things feel so new again |
| I’m rediscovering my love for you |
| Two years off has given me a brand new |
| Perspective and a brand new view |
| Being home’s been an adventure |
| Miracles happen: my home in the woods didn’t catch fire |
| And my place in New Orleans didn’t get flooded by Ida |
| And I’m walking more than ever |
| I’m thinking with my head, feeling good things in my heart |
| It’s like a brand new start, your long black hair |
| Is as beautiful as ever |
| And your dark brown eyes are like jewelry |
| Your wisdom, a deep treasure |
| When we got to Pescadero, the electric was out |
| But we had a laugh about, it was nice to get out |
| It was a nice drive home, taking in the views to the left and the right |
| It was nice getting home and making love to you at night |
| To feel your soft skin, to taste your sweet lips |
| We’ve got to take more, more of these road trips |
| The Monterey cypresses along the ocean |
| The little coastal towns, the redwoods, the craftsmen’s, the stucco ranch style |
| houses |
| The tidepools, the seagull rocks, the fishing gear |
| Guys fishing for salmon and stripers |
| I wanna live the rest of my life with you here |
| Every night I dream of the last little fledgling |
| Every night I dream, you say I wake up singing |
| I hear the doorbells ringing, the doorbells are ringing |
| The doorbells are ringing |
| Every night I dream of the last little fledgling |
| Every night I dream, you say you hear me singing |
| I hear the doorbells ringing, the doorbells are ringing |
| The doorbells are ringing |