Burning Paper Lyrics
| Song | Burning Paper |
| Artist | Folk Implosion |
| Album | Dare To Be Surprised |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lou Barlow | |
| I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away | |
| I knew I would, I would if I waited a day | |
| It made me feel better, what I had to say | |
| I knew it would - it did, but I waited. | |
| I hardly bothered, though I laboured all day | |
| I work so hard, there's no time left to please you | |
| The day I decided I had nothing to say, I'll never learn | |
| I'm burning all this paper away. | |
| A rhythm in your walking tree; it’s a tapestry of pride you’re weaving | |
| Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair. | |
| I'm dirty feet on your clean white shoes, I'm the man of the mess that greets you | |
| Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair. | |
| I think it’s time you let me go | |
| I'm too in love; let me go | |
| I think it’s time you let me go | |
| I'm too in love. | |
| I think it’s time you let me go | |
| I'm too in love; let me go... | |
| A rhythm and you’re walking true; it’s a tapestry of pride you’re weaving | |
| Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair. | |
| I'm dirty feet on your clean white shoes; I'm the man of the mess that greets you | |
| Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair. | |
| I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away | |
| I knew I would, I would, if I waited a day | |
| It made me feel better, but I have to say | |
| I'll never learn, I'm burning all this paper away. | |
| I'm burning all this paper away. | |
| I'm burning all this paper. |
| zuo qu : Lou Barlow | |
| I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away | |
| I knew I would, I would if I waited a day | |
| It made me feel better, what I had to say | |
| I knew it would it did, but I waited. | |
| I hardly bothered, though I laboured all day | |
| I work so hard, there' s no time left to please you | |
| The day I decided I had nothing to say, I' ll never learn | |
| I' m burning all this paper away. | |
| A rhythm in your walking tree it' s a tapestry of pride you' re weaving | |
| Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair. | |
| I' m dirty feet on your clean white shoes, I' m the man of the mess that greets you | |
| Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair. | |
| I think it' s time you let me go | |
| I' m too in love let me go | |
| I think it' s time you let me go | |
| I' m too in love. | |
| I think it' s time you let me go | |
| I' m too in love let me go... | |
| A rhythm and you' re walking true it' s a tapestry of pride you' re weaving | |
| Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair. | |
| I' m dirty feet on your clean white shoes I' m the man of the mess that greets you | |
| Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair. | |
| I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away | |
| I knew I would, I would, if I waited a day | |
| It made me feel better, but I have to say | |
| I' ll never learn, I' m burning all this paper away. | |
| I' m burning all this paper away. | |
| I' m burning all this paper. |
| zuò qǔ : Lou Barlow | |
| I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away | |
| I knew I would, I would if I waited a day | |
| It made me feel better, what I had to say | |
| I knew it would it did, but I waited. | |
| I hardly bothered, though I laboured all day | |
| I work so hard, there' s no time left to please you | |
| The day I decided I had nothing to say, I' ll never learn | |
| I' m burning all this paper away. | |
| A rhythm in your walking tree it' s a tapestry of pride you' re weaving | |
| Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair. | |
| I' m dirty feet on your clean white shoes, I' m the man of the mess that greets you | |
| Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair. | |
| I think it' s time you let me go | |
| I' m too in love let me go | |
| I think it' s time you let me go | |
| I' m too in love. | |
| I think it' s time you let me go | |
| I' m too in love let me go... | |
| A rhythm and you' re walking true it' s a tapestry of pride you' re weaving | |
| Over, under, ropes of wonder, tie me to a chair. | |
| I' m dirty feet on your clean white shoes I' m the man of the mess that greets you | |
| Been graced with a slap in the face, tangled in your hair. | |
| I wrote you a letter, but I threw it away | |
| I knew I would, I would, if I waited a day | |
| It made me feel better, but I have to say | |
| I' ll never learn, I' m burning all this paper away. | |
| I' m burning all this paper away. | |
| I' m burning all this paper. |
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