Song | Catalpa Waltz |
Artist | Jolie Holland |
Album | Catalpa |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Holland | |
I waltzed this whole town | |
Through every nook and corner | |
And cranny and bar | |
I know you're out there somewhere | |
Wherever you are | |
Maybe the sun will rise | |
I saw it go down | |
And scattered its golden light | |
Across the ground | |
I held you in the alley | |
My hand on your waist | |
And your eyes were like diamonds | |
With the light on your face | |
Your gentle soul was open to me | |
And I am so in love | |
With who you be | |
With who you be | |
I always will love | |
To waltz across this city with you | |
From the rising of the moon | |
To the falling of the dew | |
There's a young catalpa tree | |
Out behind the record store | |
I'll always remember | |
The way you looked at me | |
Your light was so pure | |
I could hear the door of our fate creaking ajar | |
I could hear the key in the hand of | |
God Turning inside the lock |
zuo qu : Holland | |
I waltzed this whole town | |
Through every nook and corner | |
And cranny and bar | |
I know you' re out there somewhere | |
Wherever you are | |
Maybe the sun will rise | |
I saw it go down | |
And scattered its golden light | |
Across the ground | |
I held you in the alley | |
My hand on your waist | |
And your eyes were like diamonds | |
With the light on your face | |
Your gentle soul was open to me | |
And I am so in love | |
With who you be | |
With who you be | |
I always will love | |
To waltz across this city with you | |
From the rising of the moon | |
To the falling of the dew | |
There' s a young catalpa tree | |
Out behind the record store | |
I' ll always remember | |
The way you looked at me | |
Your light was so pure | |
I could hear the door of our fate creaking ajar | |
I could hear the key in the hand of | |
God Turning inside the lock |
zuò qǔ : Holland | |
I waltzed this whole town | |
Through every nook and corner | |
And cranny and bar | |
I know you' re out there somewhere | |
Wherever you are | |
Maybe the sun will rise | |
I saw it go down | |
And scattered its golden light | |
Across the ground | |
I held you in the alley | |
My hand on your waist | |
And your eyes were like diamonds | |
With the light on your face | |
Your gentle soul was open to me | |
And I am so in love | |
With who you be | |
With who you be | |
I always will love | |
To waltz across this city with you | |
From the rising of the moon | |
To the falling of the dew | |
There' s a young catalpa tree | |
Out behind the record store | |
I' ll always remember | |
The way you looked at me | |
Your light was so pure | |
I could hear the door of our fate creaking ajar | |
I could hear the key in the hand of | |
God Turning inside the lock |