歌曲 | A Stranger's Car |
歌手 | Rickie Lee Jones |
专辑 | Traffic From Paradise |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jones | |
Take the train | |
Oh you have run as far as you can go | |
They've tied your fingers to rails of stars | |
Can you hear the whistle blow? | |
There's is no one here to beat out your brains | |
There's no one who'll make you cry | |
If your parents kill you year by year | |
Well here's the time to say goodbye | |
And it's oh so bad from far away | |
And it's always warm inside | |
There's children there | |
There's children there | |
Who will touch your face? | |
Who will fill your pockets? | |
Avoid that tangled street | |
And who will count the marbles there? | |
And who will save your penny ring? | |
Come and meet the angels born this day | |
Sleep now the night is late | |
Be still until this wayward bird lets go of heaven's gate |
zuo ci : Jones | |
Take the train | |
Oh you have run as far as you can go | |
They' ve tied your fingers to rails of stars | |
Can you hear the whistle blow? | |
There' s is no one here to beat out your brains | |
There' s no one who' ll make you cry | |
If your parents kill you year by year | |
Well here' s the time to say goodbye | |
And it' s oh so bad from far away | |
And it' s always warm inside | |
There' s children there | |
There' s children there | |
Who will touch your face? | |
Who will fill your pockets? | |
Avoid that tangled street | |
And who will count the marbles there? | |
And who will save your penny ring? | |
Come and meet the angels born this day | |
Sleep now the night is late | |
Be still until this wayward bird lets go of heaven' s gate |
zuò cí : Jones | |
Take the train | |
Oh you have run as far as you can go | |
They' ve tied your fingers to rails of stars | |
Can you hear the whistle blow? | |
There' s is no one here to beat out your brains | |
There' s no one who' ll make you cry | |
If your parents kill you year by year | |
Well here' s the time to say goodbye | |
And it' s oh so bad from far away | |
And it' s always warm inside | |
There' s children there | |
There' s children there | |
Who will touch your face? | |
Who will fill your pockets? | |
Avoid that tangled street | |
And who will count the marbles there? | |
And who will save your penny ring? | |
Come and meet the angels born this day | |
Sleep now the night is late | |
Be still until this wayward bird lets go of heaven' s gate |