The Brecker Brothers Sneakin' up Behind You歌词

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting because I'm not who I used to be 你也许已经厌倦了我,如十二月的落日,因为我已不是从前的我 No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise 不再悦目赏心,只是那厌恶被巧妙掩饰而过 The youthful boy below who turn your way and saw 曾经

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got the news today but they said i had to stay a little bit longer and i'll be fine when i thought it'd all been done when i thought it'd all been said a little bit longer and i'll be fine but you don't know what you got till it's gone and you don't

Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and oh so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were a tender and a callow fellow Try to remember

Every breath you take Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take I'll be watching you Every single day Every word you say Every game you play Every night you stay I'll be watching you O can't you see You belong to me How my poor hea

Wake up, little Susie, wake up Wake up, little Susie, wake up We've both been sound asleep, wake up, little Susie, and weep The movie's over, it's four o'clock, and we're in trouble deep Wake up little Susie Wake up little Susie, well Whatta we gonna

Let It Be Me I'm blessed the day I found you I want to stay around you And so I beg you Let it be me Don't take this heaven from one If you must cling to someone Now and forever Let it be me Cause each time we meet, love I find complete love Without

He came from somewhere back in her long ago The sentimental fool don't see Tryin' hard to recreate What had yet to be created once in her life She musters a smile For his nostalgic tale Never coming near what he wanted to say Only to realize It never

Sunday morning I'm waking up Can't even focus on a coffee cup Don't even know who's bed I'm in Where do I start, where do I begin Sunday morning I'm waking up Can't even focus on a coffee cup Don't even know who's bed I'm in Where do I start, where d

Got those highway blues, can't you hear my motor runnin', flyin' down the road with my foot on the floor. Ford's about to drop, she won't do no more. And I smell my motor burnin', underneath the hood is smoke, can't stop and I can't stop, got to keep