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Lissie
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Record Collector
作词:Craig Dodds, Elisabeth Maurus
I'm tired of saying That I won't get lost Ever again Who knows, maybe I will
And everywhere I go There I'll be with a rusty old rake In a pile of leaves Oh my, truly daunting
But my blue eyes cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring
And I'm not really sure But I'm starting to think That I've been here before Who knows, maybe I have
And everywhere I went There I was with a choir of bees They were all abuzz Oh my, how amusing
But my blue eyes cannot see That their real hue is probably green I should keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
But one time, there was this one time When I swore god, she spoke to me And she told me, oh yes, she told me Of all the wonders that she could bring
And I said, won't you Won't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up with it? Won't you fill me?
Won't you Won't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me?
Won't you Won't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up with it? Why don't you fill me up?
But my blue eyes cannot see That their real hue is probably green I will keep records of these things And I'll know what yesterdays bring
I am always here with me And I'll know what yesterdays bring
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