Song | Soul Back |
Artist | Butterfly Boucher |
Album | Flutterby |
作曲 : Boucher | |
I must have left it on the table | |
Of the chair | |
Not sureI didn't feel it it was painless | |
Oh dearI guess | |
I'm just a little careless! | |
I'll confess | |
When the music's on | |
Everything else gets lost! | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I'd like my soul back | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I'd like my sould back | |
Too busy looking for the good side | |
Of the ball | |
To danceI spun around and saw you leaving | |
That's weird | |
I thought | |
I saw you by the punch bowl!! | |
I'll confess | |
I had no glasses on | |
You could have been anyone! | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I'd like my soul back | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I'd like my soul back | |
And only now | |
I find I lost it | |
At allSome how | |
You think you're fine | |
Until you land | |
On stonesAnd then you try to think what pushed you | |
I'll confess | |
I'm a mess inside | |
All my fun fell out. ... | |
I think I'd like my sould back. | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I'd like my soul back | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I'd like my soul back |
zuò qǔ : Boucher | |
I must have left it on the table | |
Of the chair | |
Not sureI didn' t feel it it was painless | |
Oh dearI guess | |
I' m just a little careless! | |
I' ll confess | |
When the music' s on | |
Everything else gets lost! | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I' d like my soul back | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I' d like my sould back | |
Too busy looking for the good side | |
Of the ball | |
To danceI spun around and saw you leaving | |
That' s weird | |
I thought | |
I saw you by the punch bowl!! | |
I' ll confess | |
I had no glasses on | |
You could have been anyone! | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I' d like my soul back | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I' d like my soul back | |
And only now | |
I find I lost it | |
At allSome how | |
You think you' re fine | |
Until you land | |
On stonesAnd then you try to think what pushed you | |
I' ll confess | |
I' m a mess inside | |
All my fun fell out. ... | |
I think I' d like my sould back. | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I' d like my soul back | |
I think I like it | |
I think I like it | |
I think I' d like my soul back |