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Cross Against the Moon

	作词 : Bergsnes, Maher
	Moonlight streaks across a picture of a marilyn monroe
	While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window
	A strong nebraska wind laying those prairie fields flat
	She reads those bible stories to her calico cat
	She stares into the mirror at the cross around her neck
	And hears her daddy's sermons echo through her head
	Then she closes her eyes and drifts into a dream
	Sees her name on a marquis sign beside james dean
	It's the cross against the moon
	A restless girl in a pink bedroom
	Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
	Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
	Nothings black and white
	Nothings wrong or right
	Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
	It's the cross against the moon
	Woo-oh, cross against the moon
	Oh, yeah
	Her daddy said sundays spent in gospel tents
	Would keep the stars from stealing her innocence
	She wants to live her life without these doubts and fears
	But the sound of brimstone burning whispers in her ears
	So she fights the battle of what she wants to be
	Trying hard to find the courage to chase her dreams
	She looks up to marilyn says your looking good
	She puts her bible in her suitcase, pens off to hollywood
	It's the cross against the moon
	A restless girl in a pink bedroom
	Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
	Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
	Nothings black and white
	Nothings wrong or right
	Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
	It's the cross against the moon
	Woo-oh, cross against the moon
	Cross against the moon
	Ooh-oh-oh
	Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

	zuò cí : Bergsnes, Maher
	Moonlight streaks across a picture of a marilyn monroe
	While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window
	A strong nebraska wind laying those prairie fields flat
	She reads those bible stories to her calico cat
	She stares into the mirror at the cross around her neck
	And hears her daddy' s sermons echo through her head
	Then she closes her eyes and drifts into a dream
	Sees her name on a marquis sign beside james dean
	It' s the cross against the moon
	A restless girl in a pink bedroom
	Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
	Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
	Nothings black and white
	Nothings wrong or right
	Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
	It' s the cross against the moon
	Woooh, cross against the moon
	Oh, yeah
	Her daddy said sundays spent in gospel tents
	Would keep the stars from stealing her innocence
	She wants to live her life without these doubts and fears
	But the sound of brimstone burning whispers in her ears
	So she fights the battle of what she wants to be
	Trying hard to find the courage to chase her dreams
	She looks up to marilyn says your looking good
	She puts her bible in her suitcase, pens off to hollywood
	It' s the cross against the moon
	A restless girl in a pink bedroom
	Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
	Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
	Nothings black and white
	Nothings wrong or right
	Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
	It' s the cross against the moon
	Woooh, cross against the moon
	Cross against the moon
	Oohohoh
	Ohohohohohohoh