歌曲 | Think Too Much (b) |
歌手 | Paul Simon |
专辑 | Hearts and Bones |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Simon | |
Lyrics:Paul Simon Music:Paul Simon | |
The smartest people in the world | |
Had gathered in Los Angeles | |
To analyze our love affair | |
And possibly unscramble us | |
And we sat among our photographs | |
Examined every one | |
And in the end we compromised | |
And met the morning sun | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
They say the left side of the brain | |
Dominates the right | |
And the right side has to labor | |
Through the long and speechless night | |
And in the night | |
My father came to me | |
And held me to his chest | |
He said there's not much more that you can do | |
Go on and get some rest | |
And I said yeah | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much |
zuo ci : Simon | |
Lyrics: Paul Simon Music: Paul Simon | |
The smartest people in the world | |
Had gathered in Los Angeles | |
To analyze our love affair | |
And possibly unscramble us | |
And we sat among our photographs | |
Examined every one | |
And in the end we compromised | |
And met the morning sun | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
They say the left side of the brain | |
Dominates the right | |
And the right side has to labor | |
Through the long and speechless night | |
And in the night | |
My father came to me | |
And held me to his chest | |
He said there' s not much more that you can do | |
Go on and get some rest | |
And I said yeah | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much |
zuò cí : Simon | |
Lyrics: Paul Simon Music: Paul Simon | |
The smartest people in the world | |
Had gathered in Los Angeles | |
To analyze our love affair | |
And possibly unscramble us | |
And we sat among our photographs | |
Examined every one | |
And in the end we compromised | |
And met the morning sun | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
They say the left side of the brain | |
Dominates the right | |
And the right side has to labor | |
Through the long and speechless night | |
And in the night | |
My father came to me | |
And held me to his chest | |
He said there' s not much more that you can do | |
Go on and get some rest | |
And I said yeah | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much | |
Maybe I think too much |