歌曲 | Forever Gone |
歌手 | VIKESH KAPOOR |
专辑 | The Ballad Of Willy Robbins |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
On the boat I go with Evelyn Monroe | |
while the birds above sing a song | |
I had a love I could call my own | |
now the sails billow against the sun | |
A seagull dives beneath the tide | |
in search for the deep diamond mines | |
he dives, dives, dives | |
now the seagull’s wings are forever gone | |
Near the gate I see my father’s gaze | |
in his own way he sings his song | |
I had a son I could call my own | |
now I know he’s forever gone | |
In the woods I arrive, in a lean-to I lie | |
in the only way I know I sing my song | |
I had a time I could call my own | |
now my freedom is gone | |
I had a time I could call my own | |
above my reach | |
the birds of freedom fly into the sun |
On the boat I go with Evelyn Monroe | |
while the birds above sing a song | |
I had a love I could call my own | |
now the sails billow against the sun | |
A seagull dives beneath the tide | |
in search for the deep diamond mines | |
he dives, dives, dives | |
now the seagull' s wings are forever gone | |
Near the gate I see my father' s gaze | |
in his own way he sings his song | |
I had a son I could call my own | |
now I know he' s forever gone | |
In the woods I arrive, in a leanto I lie | |
in the only way I know I sing my song | |
I had a time I could call my own | |
now my freedom is gone | |
I had a time I could call my own | |
above my reach | |
the birds of freedom fly into the sun |
On the boat I go with Evelyn Monroe | |
while the birds above sing a song | |
I had a love I could call my own | |
now the sails billow against the sun | |
A seagull dives beneath the tide | |
in search for the deep diamond mines | |
he dives, dives, dives | |
now the seagull' s wings are forever gone | |
Near the gate I see my father' s gaze | |
in his own way he sings his song | |
I had a son I could call my own | |
now I know he' s forever gone | |
In the woods I arrive, in a leanto I lie | |
in the only way I know I sing my song | |
I had a time I could call my own | |
now my freedom is gone | |
I had a time I could call my own | |
above my reach | |
the birds of freedom fly into the sun |