歌曲 | Wishful Thinking (Live Version) |
歌手 | The Ditty Bops |
专辑 | Live EP |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Why does blood turn brown when it dries and | |
Why do the tears well up in your eyes? | |
Why didn't I learn to ride my bike | |
When it was warm and sunny outside? | |
Why can't little kids tie their shoes and then | |
Why can't the white people play the blues? | |
Why can't I fall in love with you? | |
It must be because of the seasons. | |
When the leaves start falling from the trees, | |
When the birds start flirting with the bees, | |
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West; | |
Maybe you'll be the one that I like best. | |
Clouds start forming I can't complain, | |
'Cause I think we might be in need of some rain. | |
When it starts pouring | |
Don't hide away without me. | |
Bought an umbrella big enough for two, | |
But it feels pretty empty under here without you. | |
Dry as a bone but I'm still alone | |
I'm so grey.. | |
When you're standing in a puddle with wet feet; | |
And your head is sore from pounding drops of sleet. | |
When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test.. | |
Maybe I'll be the one that you like best. | |
When the leaves start falling from the trees, | |
When the birds start flirting with the bees, | |
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West; | |
Maybe you'll be the one that I like best. | |
If the sky should open its eyes | |
And cry from up above.. | |
Let's shed some tears of joy | |
And fall in love |
Why does blood turn brown when it dries and | |
Why do the tears well up in your eyes? | |
Why didn' t I learn to ride my bike | |
When it was warm and sunny outside? | |
Why can' t little kids tie their shoes and then | |
Why can' t the white people play the blues? | |
Why can' t I fall in love with you? | |
It must be because of the seasons. | |
When the leaves start falling from the trees, | |
When the birds start flirting with the bees, | |
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West | |
Maybe you' ll be the one that I like best. | |
Clouds start forming I can' t complain, | |
' Cause I think we might be in need of some rain. | |
When it starts pouring | |
Don' t hide away without me. | |
Bought an umbrella big enough for two, | |
But it feels pretty empty under here without you. | |
Dry as a bone but I' m still alone | |
I' m so grey.. | |
When you' re standing in a puddle with wet feet | |
And your head is sore from pounding drops of sleet. | |
When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test.. | |
Maybe I' ll be the one that you like best. | |
When the leaves start falling from the trees, | |
When the birds start flirting with the bees, | |
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West | |
Maybe you' ll be the one that I like best. | |
If the sky should open its eyes | |
And cry from up above.. | |
Let' s shed some tears of joy | |
And fall in love |
Why does blood turn brown when it dries and | |
Why do the tears well up in your eyes? | |
Why didn' t I learn to ride my bike | |
When it was warm and sunny outside? | |
Why can' t little kids tie their shoes and then | |
Why can' t the white people play the blues? | |
Why can' t I fall in love with you? | |
It must be because of the seasons. | |
When the leaves start falling from the trees, | |
When the birds start flirting with the bees, | |
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West | |
Maybe you' ll be the one that I like best. | |
Clouds start forming I can' t complain, | |
' Cause I think we might be in need of some rain. | |
When it starts pouring | |
Don' t hide away without me. | |
Bought an umbrella big enough for two, | |
But it feels pretty empty under here without you. | |
Dry as a bone but I' m still alone | |
I' m so grey.. | |
When you' re standing in a puddle with wet feet | |
And your head is sore from pounding drops of sleet. | |
When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test.. | |
Maybe I' ll be the one that you like best. | |
When the leaves start falling from the trees, | |
When the birds start flirting with the bees, | |
When the wind starts blowing from the East to the West | |
Maybe you' ll be the one that I like best. | |
If the sky should open its eyes | |
And cry from up above.. | |
Let' s shed some tears of joy | |
And fall in love |