作曲 : Kajanus | |
I guess I'm an old-fashioned dreamer | |
Walking the street on my own | |
Out of date, like the old-fashioned steamer | |
No longer feeling at home | |
For now romance has gone, time races on | |
But I still remember | |
The town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
The old cobblestone street echoes of feet | |
Like distant reminders | |
Of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
There used to be all kinds of places where people like me used to go | |
Full of rough but friendly old faces | |
Looking for someone to know | |
But now, they only belong to old films or songs | |
Almost forgotten | |
Like the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
The old cobblestone street echoes of feet | |
Like distant reminders | |
Of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors |
zuo qu : Kajanus | |
I guess I' m an oldfashioned dreamer | |
Walking the street on my own | |
Out of date, like the oldfashioned steamer | |
No longer feeling at home | |
For now romance has gone, time races on | |
But I still remember | |
The town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
The old cobblestone street echoes of feet | |
Like distant reminders | |
Of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
There used to be all kinds of places where people like me used to go | |
Full of rough but friendly old faces | |
Looking for someone to know | |
But now, they only belong to old films or songs | |
Almost forgotten | |
Like the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
The old cobblestone street echoes of feet | |
Like distant reminders | |
Of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors |
zuò qǔ : Kajanus | |
I guess I' m an oldfashioned dreamer | |
Walking the street on my own | |
Out of date, like the oldfashioned steamer | |
No longer feeling at home | |
For now romance has gone, time races on | |
But I still remember | |
The town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
The old cobblestone street echoes of feet | |
Like distant reminders | |
Of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
There used to be all kinds of places where people like me used to go | |
Full of rough but friendly old faces | |
Looking for someone to know | |
But now, they only belong to old films or songs | |
Almost forgotten | |
Like the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors | |
And the old nickelodeon sound | |
The old cobblestone street echoes of feet | |
Like distant reminders | |
Of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors |