Song | Blue Rose Is |
Artist | Pam Tillis |
Album | Put Yourself In My Place |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Buckingham, DiPiero, Tillis | |
Her lips and her dress | |
They're both ruby red | |
She thinks that's how you hide | |
The pain you feel inside | |
And she comes out every night | |
To soak-up the neon light | |
Her perfume fills the air | |
People stop and stare | |
But Blue Rose is looking for the moon in someone's eyes | |
Blue Rose is willing to believe in someone's lies | |
Blue Rose's petals have been crushed along the way | |
Oh Blue Rose is just growing bluer everyday | |
One more drink, one more dance | |
You might be her only chance | |
She needs someone to hold | |
When the night is growing old | |
And if you don't mind the thorns | |
She'll take you in and keep you warm | |
Lyin' in the dark | |
In a bed of broken hearts | |
But Blue Rose is looking for the moon in someone's eyes | |
Blue Rose is willing to believe in someone's lies | |
Blue Rose's pedals have been crushed along the way | |
Oh Blue Rose is just growing bluer everyday |
zuo ci : Buckingham, DiPiero, Tillis | |
Her lips and her dress | |
They' re both ruby red | |
She thinks that' s how you hide | |
The pain you feel inside | |
And she comes out every night | |
To soakup the neon light | |
Her perfume fills the air | |
People stop and stare | |
But Blue Rose is looking for the moon in someone' s eyes | |
Blue Rose is willing to believe in someone' s lies | |
Blue Rose' s petals have been crushed along the way | |
Oh Blue Rose is just growing bluer everyday | |
One more drink, one more dance | |
You might be her only chance | |
She needs someone to hold | |
When the night is growing old | |
And if you don' t mind the thorns | |
She' ll take you in and keep you warm | |
Lyin' in the dark | |
In a bed of broken hearts | |
But Blue Rose is looking for the moon in someone' s eyes | |
Blue Rose is willing to believe in someone' s lies | |
Blue Rose' s pedals have been crushed along the way | |
Oh Blue Rose is just growing bluer everyday |
zuò cí : Buckingham, DiPiero, Tillis | |
Her lips and her dress | |
They' re both ruby red | |
She thinks that' s how you hide | |
The pain you feel inside | |
And she comes out every night | |
To soakup the neon light | |
Her perfume fills the air | |
People stop and stare | |
But Blue Rose is looking for the moon in someone' s eyes | |
Blue Rose is willing to believe in someone' s lies | |
Blue Rose' s petals have been crushed along the way | |
Oh Blue Rose is just growing bluer everyday | |
One more drink, one more dance | |
You might be her only chance | |
She needs someone to hold | |
When the night is growing old | |
And if you don' t mind the thorns | |
She' ll take you in and keep you warm | |
Lyin' in the dark | |
In a bed of broken hearts | |
But Blue Rose is looking for the moon in someone' s eyes | |
Blue Rose is willing to believe in someone' s lies | |
Blue Rose' s pedals have been crushed along the way | |
Oh Blue Rose is just growing bluer everyday |