歌曲 | Yearling |
歌手 | Jump, Little Children |
专辑 | Vertigo |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Clifford | |
I can hear you sleeping | |
Like a softly penned letter | |
That you plan on keeping | |
Sound asleep next to me | |
Under the ink of a drying sky | |
If I were a wordsmith | |
A creative license | |
To puncture my journals with | |
I would write of the site | |
Under my green poetic eye | |
I'm a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I'm a yearling | |
As I share this pathos | |
The smothering poem | |
Breathes in a breath of prose | |
Breathe you in and again | |
Dizzying features of love rush by | |
Cause I'm a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I'm a yearling | |
Took from a book of blank verse | |
From, from these pages | |
I've nursed | |
Awakened by the sleeping rhymes of love | |
Cause I'm a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I'm a yearling | |
Just a new born | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I'm a yearling |
zuo qu : Clifford | |
I can hear you sleeping | |
Like a softly penned letter | |
That you plan on keeping | |
Sound asleep next to me | |
Under the ink of a drying sky | |
If I were a wordsmith | |
A creative license | |
To puncture my journals with | |
I would write of the site | |
Under my green poetic eye | |
I' m a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling | |
As I share this pathos | |
The smothering poem | |
Breathes in a breath of prose | |
Breathe you in and again | |
Dizzying features of love rush by | |
Cause I' m a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling | |
Took from a book of blank verse | |
From, from these pages | |
I' ve nursed | |
Awakened by the sleeping rhymes of love | |
Cause I' m a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling | |
Just a new born | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling |
zuò qǔ : Clifford | |
I can hear you sleeping | |
Like a softly penned letter | |
That you plan on keeping | |
Sound asleep next to me | |
Under the ink of a drying sky | |
If I were a wordsmith | |
A creative license | |
To puncture my journals with | |
I would write of the site | |
Under my green poetic eye | |
I' m a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling | |
As I share this pathos | |
The smothering poem | |
Breathes in a breath of prose | |
Breathe you in and again | |
Dizzying features of love rush by | |
Cause I' m a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling | |
Took from a book of blank verse | |
From, from these pages | |
I' ve nursed | |
Awakened by the sleeping rhymes of love | |
Cause I' m a yearling | |
A callow school boy | |
In the eyes of love | |
A pallid virgin | |
Just a newborn | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling | |
Just a new born | |
Barely breathing | |
In the eyes of love | |
I' m a yearling |