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It's Only Me [Oh Ya-Ya] 歌词
| 歌曲 | It's Only Me [Oh Ya-Ya] |
| 歌手 | A.J. Croce |
| 专辑 | Transit |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Croce | |
| It's Only Me (Oh Ya-Ya) | |
| Like clockwork the crack of dawn | |
| The waking sun like no alarm | |
| Has charmed awake the sleeping mass | |
| With no regard for brooms or brass | |
| The cradle rocks the equinox | |
| Keys are owned but not the locks | |
| Mountains bled the earth it shook | |
| Oceans boiled the sea it looked | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Armageddon came and went | |
| A little late but heaven sent | |
| And all of this that I can see | |
| Is mine alone so let me be | |
| The sky was blackened out with ash | |
| What once held value now is trash | |
| A howling wind of bitter frost | |
| Will find no foe and so is lost | |
| Bells will toll as silence shouts | |
| To prove the point that no one doubts | |
| I was a prisoner until the earth started shaken | |
| Warden set me free but he was taken | |
| Thought it was a joke but there's no faking | |
| Thank the Lord I was forsaking | |
| 8 am 1902/ That's the day the mountain blew | |
| No living soul could take the heat | |
| But I alone and so repeat |
| zuo ci : Croce | |
| It' s Only Me Oh YaYa | |
| Like clockwork the crack of dawn | |
| The waking sun like no alarm | |
| Has charmed awake the sleeping mass | |
| With no regard for brooms or brass | |
| The cradle rocks the equinox | |
| Keys are owned but not the locks | |
| Mountains bled the earth it shook | |
| Oceans boiled the sea it looked | |
| Chorus | |
| Armageddon came and went | |
| A little late but heaven sent | |
| And all of this that I can see | |
| Is mine alone so let me be | |
| The sky was blackened out with ash | |
| What once held value now is trash | |
| A howling wind of bitter frost | |
| Will find no foe and so is lost | |
| Bells will toll as silence shouts | |
| To prove the point that no one doubts | |
| I was a prisoner until the earth started shaken | |
| Warden set me free but he was taken | |
| Thought it was a joke but there' s no faking | |
| Thank the Lord I was forsaking | |
| 8 am 1902 That' s the day the mountain blew | |
| No living soul could take the heat | |
| But I alone and so repeat |
| zuò cí : Croce | |
| It' s Only Me Oh YaYa | |
| Like clockwork the crack of dawn | |
| The waking sun like no alarm | |
| Has charmed awake the sleeping mass | |
| With no regard for brooms or brass | |
| The cradle rocks the equinox | |
| Keys are owned but not the locks | |
| Mountains bled the earth it shook | |
| Oceans boiled the sea it looked | |
| Chorus | |
| Armageddon came and went | |
| A little late but heaven sent | |
| And all of this that I can see | |
| Is mine alone so let me be | |
| The sky was blackened out with ash | |
| What once held value now is trash | |
| A howling wind of bitter frost | |
| Will find no foe and so is lost | |
| Bells will toll as silence shouts | |
| To prove the point that no one doubts | |
| I was a prisoner until the earth started shaken | |
| Warden set me free but he was taken | |
| Thought it was a joke but there' s no faking | |
| Thank the Lord I was forsaking | |
| 8 am 1902 That' s the day the mountain blew | |
| No living soul could take the heat | |
| But I alone and so repeat |
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