歌曲 | Isn't It Nice |
歌手 | The Hollies |
专辑 | Special Collection |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Clarke/Sylvester Music:Clarke/Sylvester | |
Isn't it nice to be someone | |
Someone you've dreamed that you are | |
Isn't it such a nice feeling | |
The feeling you've wished upon a star | |
You have slipped down a rainbow | |
Discovered your own pot of gold | |
You are living your wildest dream | |
Use them you'll never grow old | |
Just like Cinderella | |
But your clock will never strike twelve | |
You have something to envy | |
That everyone wants for themselves | |
You have slipped down a rainbow | |
Discovered your own pot of gold | |
Chasing moonbeams and catching the wind | |
and living stories you've been told | |
verse 2 | |
Isn't it nice to be somewhere | |
In places you've dreamed that you've seen | |
Isn't it such a nice feeling | |
being where you've never been | |
verse 1 |
Lyrics: Clarke Sylvester Music: Clarke Sylvester | |
Isn' t it nice to be someone | |
Someone you' ve dreamed that you are | |
Isn' t it such a nice feeling | |
The feeling you' ve wished upon a star | |
You have slipped down a rainbow | |
Discovered your own pot of gold | |
You are living your wildest dream | |
Use them you' ll never grow old | |
Just like Cinderella | |
But your clock will never strike twelve | |
You have something to envy | |
That everyone wants for themselves | |
You have slipped down a rainbow | |
Discovered your own pot of gold | |
Chasing moonbeams and catching the wind | |
and living stories you' ve been told | |
verse 2 | |
Isn' t it nice to be somewhere | |
In places you' ve dreamed that you' ve seen | |
Isn' t it such a nice feeling | |
being where you' ve never been | |
verse 1 |
Lyrics: Clarke Sylvester Music: Clarke Sylvester | |
Isn' t it nice to be someone | |
Someone you' ve dreamed that you are | |
Isn' t it such a nice feeling | |
The feeling you' ve wished upon a star | |
You have slipped down a rainbow | |
Discovered your own pot of gold | |
You are living your wildest dream | |
Use them you' ll never grow old | |
Just like Cinderella | |
But your clock will never strike twelve | |
You have something to envy | |
That everyone wants for themselves | |
You have slipped down a rainbow | |
Discovered your own pot of gold | |
Chasing moonbeams and catching the wind | |
and living stories you' ve been told | |
verse 2 | |
Isn' t it nice to be somewhere | |
In places you' ve dreamed that you' ve seen | |
Isn' t it such a nice feeling | |
being where you' ve never been | |
verse 1 |