歌曲 | Rose Coloured Glasses |
歌手 | Raspberries |
专辑 | Capitol Collectors Series |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McCarl | |
McCarl | |
I'm an ivory tower boy | |
Never quite put down the toys | |
I always made the best of them all | |
I see only sunny skies | |
With the world in my eyes | |
I never seem to find the crack or the fault | |
I see it all through rose-coloured glasses | |
And I only see what matters to me | |
I see you all through rose-coloured glasses, yeah | |
The one that I chose | |
[1: rose ] | Is coloured |
It's a funny sort of haze | |
All full of dreams of yesterdays | |
And the dreams are so real you could cry | |
And you know the grass is green | |
On the side you've never seen | |
And the thought is what helps you get by | |
As I grow a little more | |
[unintelligible] | |
And the brass ring is slipping away | |
I will keep the glasses near | |
Maybe shed a quiet tear | |
Maybe smile inside as I say |
zuo ci : McCarl | |
McCarl | |
I' m an ivory tower boy | |
Never quite put down the toys | |
I always made the best of them all | |
I see only sunny skies | |
With the world in my eyes | |
I never seem to find the crack or the fault | |
I see it all through rosecoloured glasses | |
And I only see what matters to me | |
I see you all through rosecoloured glasses, yeah | |
The one that I chose | |
[1: rose ] | Is coloured |
It' s a funny sort of haze | |
All full of dreams of yesterdays | |
And the dreams are so real you could cry | |
And you know the grass is green | |
On the side you' ve never seen | |
And the thought is what helps you get by | |
As I grow a little more | |
unintelligible | |
And the brass ring is slipping away | |
I will keep the glasses near | |
Maybe shed a quiet tear | |
Maybe smile inside as I say |
zuò cí : McCarl | |
McCarl | |
I' m an ivory tower boy | |
Never quite put down the toys | |
I always made the best of them all | |
I see only sunny skies | |
With the world in my eyes | |
I never seem to find the crack or the fault | |
I see it all through rosecoloured glasses | |
And I only see what matters to me | |
I see you all through rosecoloured glasses, yeah | |
The one that I chose | |
[1: rose ] | Is coloured |
It' s a funny sort of haze | |
All full of dreams of yesterdays | |
And the dreams are so real you could cry | |
And you know the grass is green | |
On the side you' ve never seen | |
And the thought is what helps you get by | |
As I grow a little more | |
unintelligible | |
And the brass ring is slipping away | |
I will keep the glasses near | |
Maybe shed a quiet tear | |
Maybe smile inside as I say |