Song | She's Not a Flower |
Artist | The Mr. T Experience |
Album | Yesterday Rules |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Doctor Frank | |
She's not a flower | |
she isn't growing in your garden today | |
you couldn't cultivate her anyway | |
you're not a king bee | |
you like honey and you're packing a sting | |
but there really isn't such a thing | |
you're in flight, and she smells all right | |
but she's not a flower | |
She's not an ocean | |
that you're an island in the middle of | |
and there isn't any prison of love | |
you're not a freebird | |
hey you, up on that mountain peak | |
can't you hear what's coming out of your beak? | |
you can say you'll fly away | |
but you're not a freebird | |
Love's not a poison | |
you better find a better reason why | |
you feel like you want to die | |
a broke heart won't kill you | |
you might suffer till the end of your days | |
but that was gonna happen anyways | |
and even if the love you mourn | |
is equal to the love you scorn | |
and fortune mocks the love you gave | |
and someone lays her on your grave | |
she's not a flower |
zuo ci : Doctor Frank | |
She' s not a flower | |
she isn' t growing in your garden today | |
you couldn' t cultivate her anyway | |
you' re not a king bee | |
you like honey and you' re packing a sting | |
but there really isn' t such a thing | |
you' re in flight, and she smells all right | |
but she' s not a flower | |
She' s not an ocean | |
that you' re an island in the middle of | |
and there isn' t any prison of love | |
you' re not a freebird | |
hey you, up on that mountain peak | |
can' t you hear what' s coming out of your beak? | |
you can say you' ll fly away | |
but you' re not a freebird | |
Love' s not a poison | |
you better find a better reason why | |
you feel like you want to die | |
a broke heart won' t kill you | |
you might suffer till the end of your days | |
but that was gonna happen anyways | |
and even if the love you mourn | |
is equal to the love you scorn | |
and fortune mocks the love you gave | |
and someone lays her on your grave | |
she' s not a flower |
zuò cí : Doctor Frank | |
She' s not a flower | |
she isn' t growing in your garden today | |
you couldn' t cultivate her anyway | |
you' re not a king bee | |
you like honey and you' re packing a sting | |
but there really isn' t such a thing | |
you' re in flight, and she smells all right | |
but she' s not a flower | |
She' s not an ocean | |
that you' re an island in the middle of | |
and there isn' t any prison of love | |
you' re not a freebird | |
hey you, up on that mountain peak | |
can' t you hear what' s coming out of your beak? | |
you can say you' ll fly away | |
but you' re not a freebird | |
Love' s not a poison | |
you better find a better reason why | |
you feel like you want to die | |
a broke heart won' t kill you | |
you might suffer till the end of your days | |
but that was gonna happen anyways | |
and even if the love you mourn | |
is equal to the love you scorn | |
and fortune mocks the love you gave | |
and someone lays her on your grave | |
she' s not a flower |