歌曲 | Savannah Fare You Well |
歌手 | Jimmy Buffett |
专辑 | Far Side of the World |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Prestwood | |
Lyrics:Hugh Prestwood Music:Hugh Prestwood | |
There is something in the wind tonight | |
Some kind of change of weather | |
Somewhere some devil's mixing fire and ice together | |
I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is one the rise | |
Black as a crow's feather | |
I could stay another day or two | |
But what's the use of stalling | |
Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start fallin' | |
Lately every night above the declarations of our love | |
I hear the road callin' | |
It's such a fragile magic | |
A puff of wind can break the spell | |
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs | |
Savannah fare you well | |
In a vision I had yesterday | |
It rained so hard that I drowned | |
While I waited for a hurricane to die down | |
The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart | |
That love cannot tie down | |
It's such a fragile magic | |
A puff of wind can break the spell | |
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs | |
Savannah fare you well |
zuo ci : Prestwood | |
Lyrics: Hugh Prestwood Music: Hugh Prestwood | |
There is something in the wind tonight | |
Some kind of change of weather | |
Somewhere some devil' s mixing fire and ice together | |
I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is one the rise | |
Black as a crow' s feather | |
I could stay another day or two | |
But what' s the use of stalling | |
Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start fallin' | |
Lately every night above the declarations of our love | |
I hear the road callin' | |
It' s such a fragile magic | |
A puff of wind can break the spell | |
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs | |
Savannah fare you well | |
In a vision I had yesterday | |
It rained so hard that I drowned | |
While I waited for a hurricane to die down | |
The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart | |
That love cannot tie down | |
It' s such a fragile magic | |
A puff of wind can break the spell | |
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs | |
Savannah fare you well |
zuò cí : Prestwood | |
Lyrics: Hugh Prestwood Music: Hugh Prestwood | |
There is something in the wind tonight | |
Some kind of change of weather | |
Somewhere some devil' s mixing fire and ice together | |
I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is one the rise | |
Black as a crow' s feather | |
I could stay another day or two | |
But what' s the use of stalling | |
Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start fallin' | |
Lately every night above the declarations of our love | |
I hear the road callin' | |
It' s such a fragile magic | |
A puff of wind can break the spell | |
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs | |
Savannah fare you well | |
In a vision I had yesterday | |
It rained so hard that I drowned | |
While I waited for a hurricane to die down | |
The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart | |
That love cannot tie down | |
It' s such a fragile magic | |
A puff of wind can break the spell | |
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs | |
Savannah fare you well |