歌曲 | Musher |
歌手 | Bettie Serveert |
专辑 | Dust Bunnies |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bettie Serveert, VanDijk | |
I'd rather have nothing pale, white and sweet | |
Modest but something crawled up asleep | |
And ever so slightly down town, give us a call | |
Right down truth or nothing at all | |
So give me the silence and right when it falls | |
There is something I don't recall | |
I'd rather have nothing, simple and small | |
Honest but something that learned how to crawl | |
And ever so slightly, light brown, cough up a wall | |
Right down truth or nothing at all | |
I live with this silence from winter 'till fall | |
There is something I don't recall | |
A thousand of miles out in the cold | |
If this ain't the way then I wasn't told | |
So give me the silence and right when it falls | |
There is something I don't recall |
zuo ci : Bettie Serveert, VanDijk | |
I' d rather have nothing pale, white and sweet | |
Modest but something crawled up asleep | |
And ever so slightly down town, give us a call | |
Right down truth or nothing at all | |
So give me the silence and right when it falls | |
There is something I don' t recall | |
I' d rather have nothing, simple and small | |
Honest but something that learned how to crawl | |
And ever so slightly, light brown, cough up a wall | |
Right down truth or nothing at all | |
I live with this silence from winter ' till fall | |
There is something I don' t recall | |
A thousand of miles out in the cold | |
If this ain' t the way then I wasn' t told | |
So give me the silence and right when it falls | |
There is something I don' t recall |
zuò cí : Bettie Serveert, VanDijk | |
I' d rather have nothing pale, white and sweet | |
Modest but something crawled up asleep | |
And ever so slightly down town, give us a call | |
Right down truth or nothing at all | |
So give me the silence and right when it falls | |
There is something I don' t recall | |
I' d rather have nothing, simple and small | |
Honest but something that learned how to crawl | |
And ever so slightly, light brown, cough up a wall | |
Right down truth or nothing at all | |
I live with this silence from winter ' till fall | |
There is something I don' t recall | |
A thousand of miles out in the cold | |
If this ain' t the way then I wasn' t told | |
So give me the silence and right when it falls | |
There is something I don' t recall |