歌曲 | Tapioca Tundra |
歌手 | The Monkees |
专辑 | The Birds, The Bees, & The Monkees |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Nesmith | |
By michael nesmith | |
Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme | |
Lose themselves in other times | |
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells | |
That speak in clouded clues. | |
It cannot be a part of me, | |
For now it's part of you. | |
Careful plays on fields | |
That seems to vanish when they're in between | |
And softly as i walk away | |
In freshly tattered shoe. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it's part of you. | |
Sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
Silhouettes and figures stay | |
Close to what he had to say | |
And one more time the faded dream | |
Is saddened by the news. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it's part of you. | |
Well, sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
[instrumental] | |
Sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
Silhouettes and figures stay | |
Close to what he had to say | |
And one more time the faded dream | |
Is saddened by the news. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it's part of you. |
zuo ci : Nesmith | |
By michael nesmith | |
Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme | |
Lose themselves in other times | |
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells | |
That speak in clouded clues. | |
It cannot be a part of me, | |
For now it' s part of you. | |
Careful plays on fields | |
That seems to vanish when they' re in between | |
And softly as i walk away | |
In freshly tattered shoe. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it' s part of you. | |
Sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
Silhouettes and figures stay | |
Close to what he had to say | |
And one more time the faded dream | |
Is saddened by the news. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it' s part of you. | |
Well, sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
instrumental | |
Sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
Silhouettes and figures stay | |
Close to what he had to say | |
And one more time the faded dream | |
Is saddened by the news. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it' s part of you. |
zuò cí : Nesmith | |
By michael nesmith | |
Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme | |
Lose themselves in other times | |
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells | |
That speak in clouded clues. | |
It cannot be a part of me, | |
For now it' s part of you. | |
Careful plays on fields | |
That seems to vanish when they' re in between | |
And softly as i walk away | |
In freshly tattered shoe. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it' s part of you. | |
Sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
Silhouettes and figures stay | |
Close to what he had to say | |
And one more time the faded dream | |
Is saddened by the news. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it' s part of you. | |
Well, sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
instrumental | |
Sunshine, ragtime | |
Blowing in the breeze. | |
Midnight, looks right | |
Standing more at ease. | |
Silhouettes and figures stay | |
Close to what he had to say | |
And one more time the faded dream | |
Is saddened by the news. | |
It cannot be a part of me | |
For now it' s part of you. |