Song | Phaedra's Meadow |
Artist | Blue Rodeo |
Album | Are You Ready |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cuddy, Keelor | |
I was walking thru the forest | |
One cold and dreary morn | |
My heart sick with jealousy | |
And memories | |
I need no more | |
No I could never kill a man | |
But I would do him harm | |
Knowing that you’re there | |
Lying in his arms | |
My flesh was ripped and torn | |
By the bramble and the thorn | |
I was lost but well-prepared | |
To offer up my soul | |
Because the greater misery | |
Is to live with what | |
I know The moon concealed by | |
April’s storm | |
No bearing | |
I could find | |
Until I fell into a clearing | |
And a road | |
I recognized | |
I was far | |
Far from my home | |
Further from her smile | |
Not sure if | |
I would return | |
Or just lay down and die | |
As I stood in | |
Phaedra’s | |
Meadow Well the dawn did break the sky | |
And from the highest up in heaven | |
The Weaving | |
Star fell into my eyes |
zuo ci : Cuddy, Keelor | |
I was walking thru the forest | |
One cold and dreary morn | |
My heart sick with jealousy | |
And memories | |
I need no more | |
No I could never kill a man | |
But I would do him harm | |
Knowing that you' re there | |
Lying in his arms | |
My flesh was ripped and torn | |
By the bramble and the thorn | |
I was lost but wellprepared | |
To offer up my soul | |
Because the greater misery | |
Is to live with what | |
I know The moon concealed by | |
April' s storm | |
No bearing | |
I could find | |
Until I fell into a clearing | |
And a road | |
I recognized | |
I was far | |
Far from my home | |
Further from her smile | |
Not sure if | |
I would return | |
Or just lay down and die | |
As I stood in | |
Phaedra' s | |
Meadow Well the dawn did break the sky | |
And from the highest up in heaven | |
The Weaving | |
Star fell into my eyes |
zuò cí : Cuddy, Keelor | |
I was walking thru the forest | |
One cold and dreary morn | |
My heart sick with jealousy | |
And memories | |
I need no more | |
No I could never kill a man | |
But I would do him harm | |
Knowing that you' re there | |
Lying in his arms | |
My flesh was ripped and torn | |
By the bramble and the thorn | |
I was lost but wellprepared | |
To offer up my soul | |
Because the greater misery | |
Is to live with what | |
I know The moon concealed by | |
April' s storm | |
No bearing | |
I could find | |
Until I fell into a clearing | |
And a road | |
I recognized | |
I was far | |
Far from my home | |
Further from her smile | |
Not sure if | |
I would return | |
Or just lay down and die | |
As I stood in | |
Phaedra' s | |
Meadow Well the dawn did break the sky | |
And from the highest up in heaven | |
The Weaving | |
Star fell into my eyes |