歌曲 | Like A Summer Thursday |
歌手 | Townes Van Zandt |
专辑 | Our Mother The Mountain |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : VanZandt | |
By townes van zandt | |
Her face was crystal | |
Fair and fine | |
Her breath was morning | |
Her lips were wine | |
Her eyes were laughter | |
Her touch divine | |
Her face was crystal | |
And she was mine | |
If only she | |
Could feel my pain | |
But feelin' is a burden | |
She can't sustain | |
So like a summer thursday | |
I cry for rain | |
To come and turn | |
The ground to green again | |
If only she | |
Could her my songs | |
'bout the empty difference | |
'tween the rights and wrongs | |
Then i know that i | |
Could stand alone | |
As well as they | |
Now that she's gone | |
Her face was crystal | |
Fair and fine | |
Her breath was morning | |
Her lips were wine | |
Her eyes were laughter | |
Her touch divine | |
Her face was crystal | |
And she was mine |
zuo ci : VanZandt | |
By townes van zandt | |
Her face was crystal | |
Fair and fine | |
Her breath was morning | |
Her lips were wine | |
Her eyes were laughter | |
Her touch divine | |
Her face was crystal | |
And she was mine | |
If only she | |
Could feel my pain | |
But feelin' is a burden | |
She can' t sustain | |
So like a summer thursday | |
I cry for rain | |
To come and turn | |
The ground to green again | |
If only she | |
Could her my songs | |
' bout the empty difference | |
' tween the rights and wrongs | |
Then i know that i | |
Could stand alone | |
As well as they | |
Now that she' s gone | |
Her face was crystal | |
Fair and fine | |
Her breath was morning | |
Her lips were wine | |
Her eyes were laughter | |
Her touch divine | |
Her face was crystal | |
And she was mine |
zuò cí : VanZandt | |
By townes van zandt | |
Her face was crystal | |
Fair and fine | |
Her breath was morning | |
Her lips were wine | |
Her eyes were laughter | |
Her touch divine | |
Her face was crystal | |
And she was mine | |
If only she | |
Could feel my pain | |
But feelin' is a burden | |
She can' t sustain | |
So like a summer thursday | |
I cry for rain | |
To come and turn | |
The ground to green again | |
If only she | |
Could her my songs | |
' bout the empty difference | |
' tween the rights and wrongs | |
Then i know that i | |
Could stand alone | |
As well as they | |
Now that she' s gone | |
Her face was crystal | |
Fair and fine | |
Her breath was morning | |
Her lips were wine | |
Her eyes were laughter | |
Her touch divine | |
Her face was crystal | |
And she was mine |