歌曲 | I Was A Daughter |
歌手 | Basia Bulat |
专辑 | Oh, My Darling |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bulat | |
If you call tomorrow I will dream I was a daughter | |
Weavin through these brand-new silver streams | |
Turned into dusty roads that we both wandered on | |
We prayed to perfect Avalon | |
We wished for anyone to take us home | |
If you want to build this house with me | |
Oh what a story | |
This is how they'll all remember me | |
We were the lucky ones that would survive the flood | |
With potted flowers in our blood | |
Pretendin that we don't know where we bleed | |
All the pretty fall | |
We fell asleep but we couldn't hear their little words | |
We swam in the rivers, sang with the birds | |
Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
What a pretty fall | |
(don't sing too loud, they are asleep) | |
Didn't even know | |
(don't sing too loud, they are still dreaming) | |
We sang out with the birds | |
(don't sing too loud, they are asleep) | |
Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
(don't sing too loud, they are asleep) | |
What they were | |
Oh what they were |
zuo qu : Bulat | |
If you call tomorrow I will dream I was a daughter | |
Weavin through these brandnew silver streams | |
Turned into dusty roads that we both wandered on | |
We prayed to perfect Avalon | |
We wished for anyone to take us home | |
If you want to build this house with me | |
Oh what a story | |
This is how they' ll all remember me | |
We were the lucky ones that would survive the flood | |
With potted flowers in our blood | |
Pretendin that we don' t know where we bleed | |
All the pretty fall | |
We fell asleep but we couldn' t hear their little words | |
We swam in the rivers, sang with the birds | |
Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
What a pretty fall | |
don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
Didn' t even know | |
don' t sing too loud, they are still dreaming | |
We sang out with the birds | |
don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
What they were | |
Oh what they were |
zuò qǔ : Bulat | |
If you call tomorrow I will dream I was a daughter | |
Weavin through these brandnew silver streams | |
Turned into dusty roads that we both wandered on | |
We prayed to perfect Avalon | |
We wished for anyone to take us home | |
If you want to build this house with me | |
Oh what a story | |
This is how they' ll all remember me | |
We were the lucky ones that would survive the flood | |
With potted flowers in our blood | |
Pretendin that we don' t know where we bleed | |
All the pretty fall | |
We fell asleep but we couldn' t hear their little words | |
We swam in the rivers, sang with the birds | |
Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
What a pretty fall | |
don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
Didn' t even know | |
don' t sing too loud, they are still dreaming | |
We sang out with the birds | |
don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
What they were | |
Oh what they were |