tUnE-yArDs For You歌词

Tune into my heart Little Boots Communication is never simple Especially when it's you that's on the receiving end As memories start to fade I know the road it takes no prisoners The only thing that comes between us is distances More and more each da

Tune On,Tune In,Surf Out 作曲︰LAMA 作詞︰LAMA 歌詞 Oh My Radio 止めないで Oh My Radio 連れていって 壊れるほど To Me キミに落ちていく Too Much Oh My Radio Radio Radio Radio Oh My Radio Radio この気持ちを Oh My Radio Radio すくいあげて 壊れるほど To Me キミに落ちていく Too Much Oh My Radio Radio Radio Radio

Some people been driving too fast Some people still having a gas But if there� one thing you gotta conceed, You gotta know who� driving you car, You get to fifth gear with you foot on the floor Or else you�e starring in � cruise too far? Turn on, tun

~hapyy tune~ 李心洁 没有人知道我们已出发 天气可能美好也许差 行李简单到只有想法 心比世界大 没计划却一点都不害怕 倔强得要比谁胆子大 非要等到心情都变好 我才肯回家 没有谁说话 风吹乱了头发 你看着我的眼神 好像在问我确定吗 我像个傻瓜 手臂上起鸡皮疙瘩 这感动竟然一点都不假 it's my happy tune 记住这快乐 你终于笑了 我们在一起那么久了 怎么还会有这样多的感觉 好像第一次被我发现 it's my happy tune 心里在哼着 我跟着笑了 你轻易就能猜中我的

Meet me in the middle of the day Let me hear you say everything's okay Bring me thousand kisses from your room Meet me in the middle of the night Let me hear you say everything's alright Let me smell the moon in your perfume 在阳光盛开的午后,请让我知道你现在一切都好.我想收

American Tune 美利坚之歌 by Paul Simon Many's, the time I'v been mistaken 犯过太多的错误 And many times confused 有过太多的困惑 Yes, and often felt forsaken 曾经孤独凄绝 And certainly misused 也一如既往 被人误解 But I'm all right, I'm all right 但一切还好,一切都还好 I'm just weary to my bones

[ti:Name That Tune] [ar:Tim Benson] [al:] [00:-7.52]Tim Benson (of Triend) - Name That Tune [00:-0.02] [00:01.30]Man oh man oh man [00:03.48]The things you gotta remember for love [00:06.03]I'll tell you, i know your lucky numbers are 10 and 23 [00:1

No tongue in the bell And the fishwives yell But they might as well be mute So you get to keep the pictures That don't seem like much Cold white keys under your fingers Now you're thinking That's no substitute It just don't do it Like the song of a w

She cuts a tiny figure at The picture-house front door He said they'd meet at seven But it's been an hour or more So she shuns the knowning glances of The couples passing by Bites her lip and holds down hard So they won't see her cry From twilight to

The poet's disgrace No words to rhyme with your face I study the lines then I trace them back to Earth I could never listen to the ordinary tunes You are something else You are something else I keep on trying to throw my line in Baited,quiet,but you