Song | This Bouquet |
Artist | Ani DiFranco |
Album | Not A Pretty Girl |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DiFranco | |
Got a garden of songs where i grow all my thoughts | |
Wish i could harvest one or two for some small talk | |
I'm always starving for words when you're around | |
Nothing on my tongue so much in my ground | |
Half the time i got my gaze trained on your motel door | |
Fourth door from the end | |
Rest of the time my gaze lays like a stain on the carpeted floor | |
If it weren't for my brain i'd go over and make friends | |
Too bad about my brain 'cause i'd like to make friends. | |
See the little song bird unable to make a sound | |
Even though she follows her words from town to town | |
We both have gardens of songs and maybe its okay | |
That i am speechless because i picked you this bouquet. |
zuo ci : DiFranco | |
Got a garden of songs where i grow all my thoughts | |
Wish i could harvest one or two for some small talk | |
I' m always starving for words when you' re around | |
Nothing on my tongue so much in my ground | |
Half the time i got my gaze trained on your motel door | |
Fourth door from the end | |
Rest of the time my gaze lays like a stain on the carpeted floor | |
If it weren' t for my brain i' d go over and make friends | |
Too bad about my brain ' cause i' d like to make friends. | |
See the little song bird unable to make a sound | |
Even though she follows her words from town to town | |
We both have gardens of songs and maybe its okay | |
That i am speechless because i picked you this bouquet. |
zuò cí : DiFranco | |
Got a garden of songs where i grow all my thoughts | |
Wish i could harvest one or two for some small talk | |
I' m always starving for words when you' re around | |
Nothing on my tongue so much in my ground | |
Half the time i got my gaze trained on your motel door | |
Fourth door from the end | |
Rest of the time my gaze lays like a stain on the carpeted floor | |
If it weren' t for my brain i' d go over and make friends | |
Too bad about my brain ' cause i' d like to make friends. | |
See the little song bird unable to make a sound | |
Even though she follows her words from town to town | |
We both have gardens of songs and maybe its okay | |
That i am speechless because i picked you this bouquet. |