歌曲 | Starry Night |
歌手 | Patrick Park |
专辑 | Come What Will |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Well I remember back when I was young | |
And king of all my days | |
How I never used to worry about a thing | |
But time it turns the page | |
Cause now my head is set to spin | |
And my worries start where my worries end | |
And everyone’s making me promises that burn like city lights | |
But I’d trade every single one of them for a starry night | |
Where my mind don’t race like a spoiled child | |
And I feel the warm wind blow | |
Rolling down some dark highway | |
Far far away from this big show. | |
Well living everyday in this strange parade it gets under my skin | |
It’s always things you think you want the most that tend to cage you in | |
Until you make the same mistakes time and time again. | |
And everyone’s making me promises that burn like city lights | |
But I’d trade every single one of them for a starry night | |
Where my mind don’t race like a spoiled child | |
And I feel the warm wind blow | |
Rolling down some dark highway | |
Far far away from this big show |
Well I remember back when I was young | |
And king of all my days | |
How I never used to worry about a thing | |
But time it turns the page | |
Cause now my head is set to spin | |
And my worries start where my worries end | |
And everyone' s making me promises that burn like city lights | |
But I' d trade every single one of them for a starry night | |
Where my mind don' t race like a spoiled child | |
And I feel the warm wind blow | |
Rolling down some dark highway | |
Far far away from this big show. | |
Well living everyday in this strange parade it gets under my skin | |
It' s always things you think you want the most that tend to cage you in | |
Until you make the same mistakes time and time again. | |
And everyone' s making me promises that burn like city lights | |
But I' d trade every single one of them for a starry night | |
Where my mind don' t race like a spoiled child | |
And I feel the warm wind blow | |
Rolling down some dark highway | |
Far far away from this big show |
Well I remember back when I was young | |
And king of all my days | |
How I never used to worry about a thing | |
But time it turns the page | |
Cause now my head is set to spin | |
And my worries start where my worries end | |
And everyone' s making me promises that burn like city lights | |
But I' d trade every single one of them for a starry night | |
Where my mind don' t race like a spoiled child | |
And I feel the warm wind blow | |
Rolling down some dark highway | |
Far far away from this big show. | |
Well living everyday in this strange parade it gets under my skin | |
It' s always things you think you want the most that tend to cage you in | |
Until you make the same mistakes time and time again. | |
And everyone' s making me promises that burn like city lights | |
But I' d trade every single one of them for a starry night | |
Where my mind don' t race like a spoiled child | |
And I feel the warm wind blow | |
Rolling down some dark highway | |
Far far away from this big show |