Song | View from a Hill |
Artist | The Chameleons |
Album | Live at the Gallery Club, Manchester, 1982 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Burgess, Fielding, Lever ... | |
Feel myself falling to the ground | |
Solitary silence there's no sound | |
Open my eyes and look around | |
Colours and concepts that confound | |
All around | |
Pick myself up and take the air | |
The fragrance of children everywhere | |
Slowly absorbed into my square | |
Debating what is and isn't there | |
Who cares. | |
You wait until your time comes round again |
zuo ci : Burgess, Fielding, Lever ... | |
Feel myself falling to the ground | |
Solitary silence there' s no sound | |
Open my eyes and look around | |
Colours and concepts that confound | |
All around | |
Pick myself up and take the air | |
The fragrance of children everywhere | |
Slowly absorbed into my square | |
Debating what is and isn' t there | |
Who cares. | |
You wait until your time comes round again |
zuò cí : Burgess, Fielding, Lever ... | |
Feel myself falling to the ground | |
Solitary silence there' s no sound | |
Open my eyes and look around | |
Colours and concepts that confound | |
All around | |
Pick myself up and take the air | |
The fragrance of children everywhere | |
Slowly absorbed into my square | |
Debating what is and isn' t there | |
Who cares. | |
You wait until your time comes round again |