You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true And I am a fool for beauty Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you I could have bound you too You are too beautiful for one man alone For one lucky fool to be with When there are other men With eye
Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:At the Garden Party 歌手:Ed Bickert 歌曲:What Is This Thing Called Love?
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad 我很开心,我感到快乐 I got sunshine, in a bag 我在一个带子里得到了阳光 I'm useless,but not for long 我很没用,但不会太久 The future is coming on 未来将要来临了 I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future
Well I hope God protects your soul I don't know if you should leave home alone Maybe you've been drinking from the Devil's bowl I can't express myself 'cause I'm not fully grown My heartache, is my mistake you see My heartache, is my mistake you see
The whole town nearly died When rocks flew from the sky The stray dogs whined and howled At dark foreboding clouds The mayor screamed and fled The priest hid under his bed Uprooted trees did spin To the sound of a merciless wind Will you love me when
[00:12.280]White lips, pale face [00:14.880]Breathing in snowflakes [00:17.780]Burnt lungs, sour taste [00:23.530]Light's gone, day's end [00:26.240]Struggling to pay rent [00:29.070]Long nights, strange men [00:33.740]And they say [00:35.250]She's i
[ti:San Francisco] [00:07.75] If you're going to San Francisco [00:15.84]Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair [00:24.14]If you're going to San Francisco [00:32.40]You're gonna meet some gentle people there [00:42.47]For those who come to San Fra
Come into my dreamland I never want to wake up Come into my dreamland I'll make all your wishes come true I'll be as fearless as a father I'll be as cautious as a mother Oh come in, where is so warm It's like you're never left alone In this cruel har
[00:07.790]It's late in the evening [00:09.110]Glass on the side [00:11.030]I've, been sat with you [00:13.130]For most of the night [00:14.780]Ignoring everybody here [00:17.140]we wished they would disappear [00:19.520]So, maybe we could get down n
White lips, pale face Breathing in snowflakes Burnt lungs, sour taste Lights gone, days end Struggling to pay rent Long nights, strange men And they say She's in the class A team Stuck in her daydream Been this way since eighteen But lately her face