歌曲 | Booker |
歌手 | Harry Connick, Jr. |
专辑 | She |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Connick, McLean | |
And the warden said | |
'he won't need a cell | |
He has the key | |
There's no harsher sentence | |
The man's doin life | |
In the first degree' | |
Some people seek to set blame | |
Some just accept their part | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart | |
And the priest said | |
'i can take confession | |
But not the sin | |
The church is shelter | |
Not the faith | |
Son, that's within' | |
Some people pray for fortune and fame | |
Some just play a part | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart | |
And the doctor said | |
'i can see you're hurt | |
Just by lookin at you | |
Pain we can help | |
But for hurt | |
There's nothin we can do' | |
Some people pick up the pieces | |
Some just leave them apart | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart |
zuo qu : Connick, McLean | |
And the warden said | |
' he won' t need a cell | |
He has the key | |
There' s no harsher sentence | |
The man' s doin life | |
In the first degree' | |
Some people seek to set blame | |
Some just accept their part | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart | |
And the priest said | |
' i can take confession | |
But not the sin | |
The church is shelter | |
Not the faith | |
Son, that' s within' | |
Some people pray for fortune and fame | |
Some just play a part | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart | |
And the doctor said | |
' i can see you' re hurt | |
Just by lookin at you | |
Pain we can help | |
But for hurt | |
There' s nothin we can do' | |
Some people pick up the pieces | |
Some just leave them apart | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart |
zuò qǔ : Connick, McLean | |
And the warden said | |
' he won' t need a cell | |
He has the key | |
There' s no harsher sentence | |
The man' s doin life | |
In the first degree' | |
Some people seek to set blame | |
Some just accept their part | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart | |
And the priest said | |
' i can take confession | |
But not the sin | |
The church is shelter | |
Not the faith | |
Son, that' s within' | |
Some people pray for fortune and fame | |
Some just play a part | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart | |
And the doctor said | |
' i can see you' re hurt | |
Just by lookin at you | |
Pain we can help | |
But for hurt | |
There' s nothin we can do' | |
Some people pick up the pieces | |
Some just leave them apart | |
And now you know why | |
Booker died of a broken heart |