歌曲 | Circus Head (Nobody Knows) |
歌手 | Page France |
专辑 | Page France and the Family Telephone |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Nav | |
Little one, move along | |
You're my last crooked song | |
Pluck your eyes from your dreams | |
There's a circus where my head should be | |
Little one, cloud of smoke | |
Up so high, where'd you go? | |
Here's the sun, | |
I'll be damned | |
And a cloud for where your head will land | |
I'm pulling my eyes (pulling my eyes) | |
From the hole in the sky | |
So nobody knows (nobody knows) | |
How high I can fly | |
Little one, one of war | |
You can't blow your trumpet anymore | |
Appleseed, appleseed | |
You're a rattle where my head should be | |
I'm pulling my eyes (pulling my eyes) | |
From the hole in the sky | |
So nobody knows (nobody knows) | |
How high I can fly |
zuo qu : Nav | |
Little one, move along | |
You' re my last crooked song | |
Pluck your eyes from your dreams | |
There' s a circus where my head should be | |
Little one, cloud of smoke | |
Up so high, where' d you go? | |
Here' s the sun, | |
I' ll be damned | |
And a cloud for where your head will land | |
I' m pulling my eyes pulling my eyes | |
From the hole in the sky | |
So nobody knows nobody knows | |
How high I can fly | |
Little one, one of war | |
You can' t blow your trumpet anymore | |
Appleseed, appleseed | |
You' re a rattle where my head should be | |
I' m pulling my eyes pulling my eyes | |
From the hole in the sky | |
So nobody knows nobody knows | |
How high I can fly |
zuò qǔ : Nav | |
Little one, move along | |
You' re my last crooked song | |
Pluck your eyes from your dreams | |
There' s a circus where my head should be | |
Little one, cloud of smoke | |
Up so high, where' d you go? | |
Here' s the sun, | |
I' ll be damned | |
And a cloud for where your head will land | |
I' m pulling my eyes pulling my eyes | |
From the hole in the sky | |
So nobody knows nobody knows | |
How high I can fly | |
Little one, one of war | |
You can' t blow your trumpet anymore | |
Appleseed, appleseed | |
You' re a rattle where my head should be | |
I' m pulling my eyes pulling my eyes | |
From the hole in the sky | |
So nobody knows nobody knows | |
How high I can fly |