歌曲 | Paper Gown |
歌手 | Caroline Herring |
专辑 | Lantana |
作曲 : Herring | |
Small town stars shine bright for a day | |
The moon lights up a watery grave | |
Woods move in the nighttime breeze | |
That lifts from the lake through the trees | |
On the night that defined my name | |
Fantasy or monster, you say | |
Watched my boys ride the incline down | |
All for a paper gown | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl on my daddy's knee | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things | |
I watched my car sink silently | |
My lover's sweatshirt wrapped around me | |
On a black man I blamed the crime | |
With moans and screams and cries | |
Then I waited for him to call | |
My ready-made family gone after all | |
While the world mourned an alibi | |
My hopes began to die | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl on my daddy's knee | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things | |
Day by day | |
All the promises faded away | |
No one but me | |
Controls my destiny | |
The sheriff sat me down to pray | |
At the First Baptist Church on the ninth day | |
"Susan, make your conscience clean" | |
"Sheriff, I've done a terrible thing" | |
I confessed that, for love's sake, | |
I drowned my children in John D. Long Lake | |
They're with Jesus, looking down | |
At me in this paper gown | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl on my daddy's knee | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl with dreams I believed | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things |
zuò qǔ : Herring | |
Small town stars shine bright for a day | |
The moon lights up a watery grave | |
Woods move in the nighttime breeze | |
That lifts from the lake through the trees | |
On the night that defined my name | |
Fantasy or monster, you say | |
Watched my boys ride the incline down | |
All for a paper gown | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl on my daddy' s knee | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things | |
I watched my car sink silently | |
My lover' s sweatshirt wrapped around me | |
On a black man I blamed the crime | |
With moans and screams and cries | |
Then I waited for him to call | |
My readymade family gone after all | |
While the world mourned an alibi | |
My hopes began to die | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl on my daddy' s knee | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things | |
Day by day | |
All the promises faded away | |
No one but me | |
Controls my destiny | |
The sheriff sat me down to pray | |
At the First Baptist Church on the ninth day | |
" Susan, make your conscience clean" | |
" Sheriff, I' ve done a terrible thing" | |
I confessed that, for love' s sake, | |
I drowned my children in John D. Long Lake | |
They' re with Jesus, looking down | |
At me in this paper gown | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl on my daddy' s knee | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things | |
Long ago I used to be | |
A little girl with dreams I believed | |
Dreams lie like diamond rings | |
Babies and pretty things |