歌曲 | Strange Street Affair Under Blue |
歌手 | Tim Buckley |
专辑 | Tim Buckley |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Beckett, Buckley | |
Just for you with your open hands | |
Waiting for the touch of man | |
Clutching with your blackened gloves | |
You try to capture all the doves | |
That flee into | |
The forest before you | |
You wish to catch and cage me now | |
I wonder if you remember how | |
Hard it was to say the names | |
Of mirror dreams and cheated games | |
And on the wall | |
You framed your first lover | |
Your form intrigues me with the glow | |
I'll remember you I know | |
Though I forgot to lock the chain | |
Around you with a prayer for rain | |
To bring the call | |
To drive you back into my bed | |
Ahhh.... | |
She turns away | |
Telling me to follow for a while | |
Ahhh.... | |
She waits | |
You'd be touched if you would touch | |
But you only reach and taunt | |
Will my taste stay grey and blue | |
If I try to turn from you |
zuo ci : Beckett, Buckley | |
Just for you with your open hands | |
Waiting for the touch of man | |
Clutching with your blackened gloves | |
You try to capture all the doves | |
That flee into | |
The forest before you | |
You wish to catch and cage me now | |
I wonder if you remember how | |
Hard it was to say the names | |
Of mirror dreams and cheated games | |
And on the wall | |
You framed your first lover | |
Your form intrigues me with the glow | |
I' ll remember you I know | |
Though I forgot to lock the chain | |
Around you with a prayer for rain | |
To bring the call | |
To drive you back into my bed | |
Ahhh.... | |
She turns away | |
Telling me to follow for a while | |
Ahhh.... | |
She waits | |
You' d be touched if you would touch | |
But you only reach and taunt | |
Will my taste stay grey and blue | |
If I try to turn from you |
zuò cí : Beckett, Buckley | |
Just for you with your open hands | |
Waiting for the touch of man | |
Clutching with your blackened gloves | |
You try to capture all the doves | |
That flee into | |
The forest before you | |
You wish to catch and cage me now | |
I wonder if you remember how | |
Hard it was to say the names | |
Of mirror dreams and cheated games | |
And on the wall | |
You framed your first lover | |
Your form intrigues me with the glow | |
I' ll remember you I know | |
Though I forgot to lock the chain | |
Around you with a prayer for rain | |
To bring the call | |
To drive you back into my bed | |
Ahhh.... | |
She turns away | |
Telling me to follow for a while | |
Ahhh.... | |
She waits | |
You' d be touched if you would touch | |
But you only reach and taunt | |
Will my taste stay grey and blue | |
If I try to turn from you |