歌曲 | High On A Mountain |
歌手 | Cathie Ryan |
专辑 | Somewhere Along The Road |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Reed | |
As I look at the valley down below | |
It is green just as far as I can see | |
As my memory returns, how my heart does yearn | |
For you and the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone | |
I wonder if you ever think of me | |
Or if time's blotted out your memory | |
As I listen to the breeze blow gently through the trees | |
I'll always cherish what you meant to me | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone |
zuo ci : Reed | |
As I look at the valley down below | |
It is green just as far as I can see | |
As my memory returns, how my heart does yearn | |
For you and the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone | |
I wonder if you ever think of me | |
Or if time' s blotted out your memory | |
As I listen to the breeze blow gently through the trees | |
I' ll always cherish what you meant to me | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone |
zuò cí : Reed | |
As I look at the valley down below | |
It is green just as far as I can see | |
As my memory returns, how my heart does yearn | |
For you and the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone | |
I wonder if you ever think of me | |
Or if time' s blotted out your memory | |
As I listen to the breeze blow gently through the trees | |
I' ll always cherish what you meant to me | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone | |
High on a mountain living free | |
Thinking about the days that used to be | |
High on a mountain standing alone | |
Wondering where the years of my life have gone |