歌曲 | The Child With The Star On His Head |
歌手 | Sufjan Stevens |
专辑 | Songs For Christmas Vol VIII |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Positive Christmas energy, desperately seeking | |
Santa, Take 3 | |
Once in a while, you may think you see better than the others | |
Scrambling around in the dark with your drum | |
There is a time when young men must grow up and be brothers | |
Are you afraid of growing too fast? | |
And the child with the star on his head | |
All of the world rests on his shoulders | |
And the mother with the child on her breast | |
Blessed is she among women | |
And the trust we put in things | |
In small ideas, in engineering | |
The world of sports and second best | |
In consequences we will not put to rest | |
Why crawl around in the snow | |
When you know | |
I am right here | |
Waiting for you to expect something more? | |
For I am warm, | |
I am calling you close to my table | |
Where I have made us a feast | |
For the year of troubles, they have gone | |
The winter brings a | |
Christmas song | |
And the child with the star on his head | |
All of the world rests on his shoulders | |
And the mother with the child on her breast | |
Blessed is she among women | |
Does all the world know better than | |
When Christmas comes the troubles end | |
The troubles end, the troubles end | |
And by the time there’s nothing left | |
An empty tree, a winter vest | |
A winter vest, a winter vest | |
And all the trust we put in things | |
In dictionaries, in engineering | |
In calendars, and television | |
In father's friends, in consequences |
Positive Christmas energy, desperately seeking | |
Santa, Take 3 | |
Once in a while, you may think you see better than the others | |
Scrambling around in the dark with your drum | |
There is a time when young men must grow up and be brothers | |
Are you afraid of growing too fast? | |
And the child with the star on his head | |
All of the world rests on his shoulders | |
And the mother with the child on her breast | |
Blessed is she among women | |
And the trust we put in things | |
In small ideas, in engineering | |
The world of sports and second best | |
In consequences we will not put to rest | |
Why crawl around in the snow | |
When you know | |
I am right here | |
Waiting for you to expect something more? | |
For I am warm, | |
I am calling you close to my table | |
Where I have made us a feast | |
For the year of troubles, they have gone | |
The winter brings a | |
Christmas song | |
And the child with the star on his head | |
All of the world rests on his shoulders | |
And the mother with the child on her breast | |
Blessed is she among women | |
Does all the world know better than | |
When Christmas comes the troubles end | |
The troubles end, the troubles end | |
And by the time there' s nothing left | |
An empty tree, a winter vest | |
A winter vest, a winter vest | |
And all the trust we put in things | |
In dictionaries, in engineering | |
In calendars, and television | |
In father' s friends, in consequences |
Positive Christmas energy, desperately seeking | |
Santa, Take 3 | |
Once in a while, you may think you see better than the others | |
Scrambling around in the dark with your drum | |
There is a time when young men must grow up and be brothers | |
Are you afraid of growing too fast? | |
And the child with the star on his head | |
All of the world rests on his shoulders | |
And the mother with the child on her breast | |
Blessed is she among women | |
And the trust we put in things | |
In small ideas, in engineering | |
The world of sports and second best | |
In consequences we will not put to rest | |
Why crawl around in the snow | |
When you know | |
I am right here | |
Waiting for you to expect something more? | |
For I am warm, | |
I am calling you close to my table | |
Where I have made us a feast | |
For the year of troubles, they have gone | |
The winter brings a | |
Christmas song | |
And the child with the star on his head | |
All of the world rests on his shoulders | |
And the mother with the child on her breast | |
Blessed is she among women | |
Does all the world know better than | |
When Christmas comes the troubles end | |
The troubles end, the troubles end | |
And by the time there' s nothing left | |
An empty tree, a winter vest | |
A winter vest, a winter vest | |
And all the trust we put in things | |
In dictionaries, in engineering | |
In calendars, and television | |
In father' s friends, in consequences |