Song | Sour Face |
Artist | Bryony Jarman-Pinto |
Album | Cage and Aviary |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bryony Jarman-Pinto/Tom Leah | |
作曲 : Bryony Jarman-Pinto/Tom Leah | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
‘Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
For yourself and everyone | |
Pull apart the fact to make it better | |
Say it’s not beautiful and to war we go | |
Colour it in fuchsia future people come together | |
Breath and use your open mouth | |
Use it again and call my nature | |
Know I don’t give it away | |
This autumn leaves with every weathered mountain | |
To break up gradually we mend it’s our luck | |
Know the grass that grows around me I feel it still | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
‘Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
To break up gradually we mend it’s our luck | |
Know the grass that grows around me I feel it still | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
‘Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
Maybe in time when the seas rise | |
And this barrier will not seem so high | |
I can hardly think what we have done | |
To a land of pleasures to everyone |
zuo ci : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
zuo qu : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
' Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
For yourself and everyone | |
Pull apart the fact to make it better | |
Say it' s not beautiful and to war we go | |
Colour it in fuchsia future people come together | |
Breath and use your open mouth | |
Use it again and call my nature | |
Know I don' t give it away | |
This autumn leaves with every weathered mountain | |
To break up gradually we mend it' s our luck | |
Know the grass that grows around me I feel it still | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
' Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
To break up gradually we mend it' s our luck | |
Know the grass that grows around me I feel it still | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
' Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
Maybe in time when the seas rise | |
And this barrier will not seem so high | |
I can hardly think what we have done | |
To a land of pleasures to everyone |
zuò cí : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
zuò qǔ : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
' Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
For yourself and everyone | |
Pull apart the fact to make it better | |
Say it' s not beautiful and to war we go | |
Colour it in fuchsia future people come together | |
Breath and use your open mouth | |
Use it again and call my nature | |
Know I don' t give it away | |
This autumn leaves with every weathered mountain | |
To break up gradually we mend it' s our luck | |
Know the grass that grows around me I feel it still | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
' Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
To break up gradually we mend it' s our luck | |
Know the grass that grows around me I feel it still | |
Maybe when I think of you again | |
I will feel better without this sour face | |
' Cause it is hard for me to think | |
With a bee buzzing in my ear | |
Maybe in time when the seas rise | |
And this barrier will not seem so high | |
I can hardly think what we have done | |
To a land of pleasures to everyone |