歌曲 | Santa Fe Dream |
歌手 | Anaïs Mitchell |
专辑 | The Brightness |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mitchell | |
if it should happen | |
if you should wake up in the night | |
there in the city of faith | |
where your true love lies | |
asleep like a baby | |
with her hands at her head | |
and the moon in your window | |
sheds her light on the bed | |
if it should happen | |
if you should rise alone | |
and go sit staring in the shadows | |
of all that you own | |
at the cloth on the table | |
and the cable bill | |
you're too old to keep moving | |
you're too young to keep still | |
all the while the rambling stars | |
all the while the roving moon | |
all the while the railroad cars | |
keep passing by | |
passing by you | |
if it should happen | |
if you should turn to see | |
the way that moon sheds her light | |
on your love where she sleeps | |
go lay down beside her | |
and wonder again | |
that such a small window | |
lets so much light in |
zuo qu : Mitchell | |
if it should happen | |
if you should wake up in the night | |
there in the city of faith | |
where your true love lies | |
asleep like a baby | |
with her hands at her head | |
and the moon in your window | |
sheds her light on the bed | |
if it should happen | |
if you should rise alone | |
and go sit staring in the shadows | |
of all that you own | |
at the cloth on the table | |
and the cable bill | |
you' re too old to keep moving | |
you' re too young to keep still | |
all the while the rambling stars | |
all the while the roving moon | |
all the while the railroad cars | |
keep passing by | |
passing by you | |
if it should happen | |
if you should turn to see | |
the way that moon sheds her light | |
on your love where she sleeps | |
go lay down beside her | |
and wonder again | |
that such a small window | |
lets so much light in |
zuò qǔ : Mitchell | |
if it should happen | |
if you should wake up in the night | |
there in the city of faith | |
where your true love lies | |
asleep like a baby | |
with her hands at her head | |
and the moon in your window | |
sheds her light on the bed | |
if it should happen | |
if you should rise alone | |
and go sit staring in the shadows | |
of all that you own | |
at the cloth on the table | |
and the cable bill | |
you' re too old to keep moving | |
you' re too young to keep still | |
all the while the rambling stars | |
all the while the roving moon | |
all the while the railroad cars | |
keep passing by | |
passing by you | |
if it should happen | |
if you should turn to see | |
the way that moon sheds her light | |
on your love where she sleeps | |
go lay down beside her | |
and wonder again | |
that such a small window | |
lets so much light in |