歌曲 | White Innocence |
歌手 | Jethro Tull |
专辑 | Rock Of Ages : Milano, Italy - October 13th 1991 |
She drifted from some minor festival. | |
Didn't look like any sumrner of love: | |
Just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field. | |
She was the hand to fit my glove. | |
Funny thing, the innocence of the lonely. | |
Funny thing, the charm of the young. | |
See how she moves just like two angels (in white innocence). | |
Yet one of them is on the run. | |
The other's tapping at my car window | |
And i'm squinting through the sun | |
Trying to see if she's some child of the nineties: | |
Or just another dangerous fantasy of mine. | |
Yeah. white innocence. | |
She was white innocence. | |
A perfect hole was in her stocking: | |
It made a perfect window to her heart. | |
I could have moved among her waterfalls: | |
Her misty curtains drawn apart. | |
Did she see warm safety in my numbers | |
To want to hitch a ride this way? | |
Felt like i was taking her to market now | |
To be sold as the last lot of the day. | |
Funny thing, the distance of the lonely. | |
Funny thing, the charm of the young. | |
White innocence. | |
She pressed the button, lowered the window: | |
Let her hand trail in the slipstream of the night. | |
A frost from nowhere seemed to lick her fingers: | |
I could have warmed them, but the moment wasn't right. | |
Obvious, she was headed nowhere special: | |
Yes, well it was even obvious to me. | |
I was doing some, some watching, some waiting: | |
She'd been here before, most definitely. | |
There was the promise of early bed-time. | |
There was the promise of heaven on earth. | |
Think i was sending out low-voltage electricity: | |
Played it right down for what it was worth. | |
She turned and looked at me in white innocence | |
And with the clearest eyes of forever grey | |
She rested one small hand for a second on my knee: | |
I stopped the car. she walked away. | |
Funny thing, the wisdom of the lonely. | |
Funny thing, the charm of the young. | |
Away you go now. | |
White innocence. |
She drifted from some minor festival. | |
Didn' t look like any sumrner of love: | |
Just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field. | |
She was the hand to fit my glove. | |
Funny thing, the innocence of the lonely. | |
Funny thing, the charm of the young. | |
See how she moves just like two angels in white innocence. | |
Yet one of them is on the run. | |
The other' s tapping at my car window | |
And i' m squinting through the sun | |
Trying to see if she' s some child of the nineties: | |
Or just another dangerous fantasy of mine. | |
Yeah. white innocence. | |
She was white innocence. | |
A perfect hole was in her stocking: | |
It made a perfect window to her heart. | |
I could have moved among her waterfalls: | |
Her misty curtains drawn apart. | |
Did she see warm safety in my numbers | |
To want to hitch a ride this way? | |
Felt like i was taking her to market now | |
To be sold as the last lot of the day. | |
Funny thing, the distance of the lonely. | |
Funny thing, the charm of the young. | |
White innocence. | |
She pressed the button, lowered the window: | |
Let her hand trail in the slipstream of the night. | |
A frost from nowhere seemed to lick her fingers: | |
I could have warmed them, but the moment wasn' t right. | |
Obvious, she was headed nowhere special: | |
Yes, well it was even obvious to me. | |
I was doing some, some watching, some waiting: | |
She' d been here before, most definitely. | |
There was the promise of early bedtime. | |
There was the promise of heaven on earth. | |
Think i was sending out lowvoltage electricity: | |
Played it right down for what it was worth. | |
She turned and looked at me in white innocence | |
And with the clearest eyes of forever grey | |
She rested one small hand for a second on my knee: | |
I stopped the car. she walked away. | |
Funny thing, the wisdom of the lonely. | |
Funny thing, the charm of the young. | |
Away you go now. | |
White innocence. |