Candles and Cut Flowers Lyrics
| Song | Candles and Cut Flowers |
| Artist | Jerry Jeff Walker |
| Album | Gonzo Stew |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Walker | |
| Jerry Jeff | |
| Walker She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours | |
| And as she's lost in thought, | |
| I see the girl she was | |
| I watch her standing in the kitchen, | |
| Snipping stems off with her scissors | |
| And humming out a love song, like she always does | |
| Then the flowers go in vases that appear in all the places | |
| That gives the world around her, a little woman's touch | |
| And she's the kind of woman, every woman wants to be like | |
| And every man like me can't live without | |
| Next she changes out the candles that have melted on the mantles | |
| From the party that she hosted, just some nights ago | |
| Then the round one on the piano, its unusual for the deep glow | |
| That emanates inside it, when the wick is low | |
| And the tall ones by the window, that she likes because the soft glow | |
| Gives the room a feeling that she's not alone | |
| And when she's not around you, you feel like something's missing | |
| But the candles and the flowers say she's there | |
| She likes dinners with old friends, late-night calls that come from girlfriends | |
| She'll listen and tell them, if they're wrong or right | |
| Later on she'll draw a hot bath, light a candle, play some soft jazz | |
| Melt down in the bubbles, and the candlelight | |
| Before bed she likes some white wine, says it helps her mind to unwind | |
| As she reads a little while and drifts off in the night | |
| And as she lies there sleeping, | |
| I can't believe she loves me | |
| But when she says she loves you, you feel loved | |
| She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours | |
| And as she's lost in thought, | |
| I see the girl she was |
| zuo ci : Walker | |
| Jerry Jeff | |
| Walker She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours | |
| And as she' s lost in thought, | |
| I see the girl she was | |
| I watch her standing in the kitchen, | |
| Snipping stems off with her scissors | |
| And humming out a love song, like she always does | |
| Then the flowers go in vases that appear in all the places | |
| That gives the world around her, a little woman' s touch | |
| And she' s the kind of woman, every woman wants to be like | |
| And every man like me can' t live without | |
| Next she changes out the candles that have melted on the mantles | |
| From the party that she hosted, just some nights ago | |
| Then the round one on the piano, its unusual for the deep glow | |
| That emanates inside it, when the wick is low | |
| And the tall ones by the window, that she likes because the soft glow | |
| Gives the room a feeling that she' s not alone | |
| And when she' s not around you, you feel like something' s missing | |
| But the candles and the flowers say she' s there | |
| She likes dinners with old friends, latenight calls that come from girlfriends | |
| She' ll listen and tell them, if they' re wrong or right | |
| Later on she' ll draw a hot bath, light a candle, play some soft jazz | |
| Melt down in the bubbles, and the candlelight | |
| Before bed she likes some white wine, says it helps her mind to unwind | |
| As she reads a little while and drifts off in the night | |
| And as she lies there sleeping, | |
| I can' t believe she loves me | |
| But when she says she loves you, you feel loved | |
| She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours | |
| And as she' s lost in thought, | |
| I see the girl she was |
| zuò cí : Walker | |
| Jerry Jeff | |
| Walker She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours | |
| And as she' s lost in thought, | |
| I see the girl she was | |
| I watch her standing in the kitchen, | |
| Snipping stems off with her scissors | |
| And humming out a love song, like she always does | |
| Then the flowers go in vases that appear in all the places | |
| That gives the world around her, a little woman' s touch | |
| And she' s the kind of woman, every woman wants to be like | |
| And every man like me can' t live without | |
| Next she changes out the candles that have melted on the mantles | |
| From the party that she hosted, just some nights ago | |
| Then the round one on the piano, its unusual for the deep glow | |
| That emanates inside it, when the wick is low | |
| And the tall ones by the window, that she likes because the soft glow | |
| Gives the room a feeling that she' s not alone | |
| And when she' s not around you, you feel like something' s missing | |
| But the candles and the flowers say she' s there | |
| She likes dinners with old friends, latenight calls that come from girlfriends | |
| She' ll listen and tell them, if they' re wrong or right | |
| Later on she' ll draw a hot bath, light a candle, play some soft jazz | |
| Melt down in the bubbles, and the candlelight | |
| Before bed she likes some white wine, says it helps her mind to unwind | |
| As she reads a little while and drifts off in the night | |
| And as she lies there sleeping, | |
| I can' t believe she loves me | |
| But when she says she loves you, you feel loved | |
| She likes candles and cut flowers, rearranging them for hours | |
| And as she' s lost in thought, | |
| I see the girl she was |
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