歌曲 | Needle |
歌手 | Born Ruffians |
专辑 | Birthmarks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I belong to no one | |
Like the watermelon | |
Rolling with momentum, spitting out its seeds | |
Buried under snow and waiting just to show us | |
How it grows and knows how yummy it will be | |
I belong to no one | |
A song without an album | |
Long forgotten maxim spoken to the sea: | |
I belong with no one | |
I belong with no one | |
I belong with no one… | |
You belong with me | |
When I was a boy | |
I wished that I was older | |
Wished that I was taller, tall enough to see | |
See the things I see today | |
Now I wish they’d go away | |
How they’ve led me far astray | |
Stray from what I need | |
Needle in the hay | |
Lost but in my place | |
Peaceful in my way | |
Hope I never have to sew again | |
Tumble, tumble down | |
As I strike the ground | |
Make a mighty sound knowing I have found a way | |
A way | |
A way | |
A way to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won’t be long until I am gone | |
Away | |
Away | |
Away to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won’t belong until I am gone | |
I am just a no one | |
I’m the same as every one | |
Spinning underneath the sun, head between my knees | |
I belong to no one | |
I am a minimum | |
Rolling into bigger sums adding them to me | |
Needle in the hay | |
Lost but in my place | |
Peaceful in my way | |
Hope I never have to sew again | |
Tumble, tumble down | |
As I strike the ground | |
Make a mighty sound knowing I have found a way | |
A way | |
A way | |
A way to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won’t be long until I am gone | |
Away | |
Away | |
Away to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won’t be long until I am gone |
I belong to no one | |
Like the watermelon | |
Rolling with momentum, spitting out its seeds | |
Buried under snow and waiting just to show us | |
How it grows and knows how yummy it will be | |
I belong to no one | |
A song without an album | |
Long forgotten maxim spoken to the sea: | |
I belong with no one | |
I belong with no one | |
I belong with no one | |
You belong with me | |
When I was a boy | |
I wished that I was older | |
Wished that I was taller, tall enough to see | |
See the things I see today | |
Now I wish they' d go away | |
How they' ve led me far astray | |
Stray from what I need | |
Needle in the hay | |
Lost but in my place | |
Peaceful in my way | |
Hope I never have to sew again | |
Tumble, tumble down | |
As I strike the ground | |
Make a mighty sound knowing I have found a way | |
A way | |
A way | |
A way to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t be long until I am gone | |
Away | |
Away | |
Away to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t belong until I am gone | |
I am just a no one | |
I' m the same as every one | |
Spinning underneath the sun, head between my knees | |
I belong to no one | |
I am a minimum | |
Rolling into bigger sums adding them to me | |
Needle in the hay | |
Lost but in my place | |
Peaceful in my way | |
Hope I never have to sew again | |
Tumble, tumble down | |
As I strike the ground | |
Make a mighty sound knowing I have found a way | |
A way | |
A way | |
A way to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t be long until I am gone | |
Away | |
Away | |
Away to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t be long until I am gone |
I belong to no one | |
Like the watermelon | |
Rolling with momentum, spitting out its seeds | |
Buried under snow and waiting just to show us | |
How it grows and knows how yummy it will be | |
I belong to no one | |
A song without an album | |
Long forgotten maxim spoken to the sea: | |
I belong with no one | |
I belong with no one | |
I belong with no one | |
You belong with me | |
When I was a boy | |
I wished that I was older | |
Wished that I was taller, tall enough to see | |
See the things I see today | |
Now I wish they' d go away | |
How they' ve led me far astray | |
Stray from what I need | |
Needle in the hay | |
Lost but in my place | |
Peaceful in my way | |
Hope I never have to sew again | |
Tumble, tumble down | |
As I strike the ground | |
Make a mighty sound knowing I have found a way | |
A way | |
A way | |
A way to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t be long until I am gone | |
Away | |
Away | |
Away to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t belong until I am gone | |
I am just a no one | |
I' m the same as every one | |
Spinning underneath the sun, head between my knees | |
I belong to no one | |
I am a minimum | |
Rolling into bigger sums adding them to me | |
Needle in the hay | |
Lost but in my place | |
Peaceful in my way | |
Hope I never have to sew again | |
Tumble, tumble down | |
As I strike the ground | |
Make a mighty sound knowing I have found a way | |
A way | |
A way | |
A way to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t be long until I am gone | |
Away | |
Away | |
Away to always belong | |
Belong | |
Belong | |
Won' t be long until I am gone |