歌曲 | Paper Prince |
歌手 | Foy Vance |
专辑 | Joy of Nothing |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I'm on my own again | |
Though the sun still shines | |
With no point, no language, no friends | |
There's just the passing of time | |
My plans are far too big | |
The city way too small | |
No one here I know by name | |
That would come should I call | |
A paper prince in a play-doh tower | |
On the outskirts of town | |
Everybody is looking up | |
But I have to look down | |
Old men in old cafés | |
By the water's edge | |
Playing chess almost every day | |
Winning bets that were pledged | |
A paper prince in a play-doh tower | |
On the outskirts of town | |
Everybody is looking up | |
But I have to look down | |
A paper princess in a far off land | |
Turning love into gold | |
By the sink now, she washes her hands | |
Of the dreams that she sold |
I' m on my own again | |
Though the sun still shines | |
With no point, no language, no friends | |
There' s just the passing of time | |
My plans are far too big | |
The city way too small | |
No one here I know by name | |
That would come should I call | |
A paper prince in a playdoh tower | |
On the outskirts of town | |
Everybody is looking up | |
But I have to look down | |
Old men in old cafe s | |
By the water' s edge | |
Playing chess almost every day | |
Winning bets that were pledged | |
A paper prince in a playdoh tower | |
On the outskirts of town | |
Everybody is looking up | |
But I have to look down | |
A paper princess in a far off land | |
Turning love into gold | |
By the sink now, she washes her hands | |
Of the dreams that she sold |
I' m on my own again | |
Though the sun still shines | |
With no point, no language, no friends | |
There' s just the passing of time | |
My plans are far too big | |
The city way too small | |
No one here I know by name | |
That would come should I call | |
A paper prince in a playdoh tower | |
On the outskirts of town | |
Everybody is looking up | |
But I have to look down | |
Old men in old café s | |
By the water' s edge | |
Playing chess almost every day | |
Winning bets that were pledged | |
A paper prince in a playdoh tower | |
On the outskirts of town | |
Everybody is looking up | |
But I have to look down | |
A paper princess in a far off land | |
Turning love into gold | |
By the sink now, she washes her hands | |
Of the dreams that she sold |