Song | America, America |
Artist | Bloodrock |
Album | Bloodrock 3 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cobb, Grundy | |
Walking on an empty cement parking lot, it snowing | |
And my face has taken on a winter storm | |
I remember how good friends we used to be, now knowing | |
We were younger and protected from your harm | |
America, America | |
You are so far away | |
Your fossils are the children of today | |
And though there's joy in emptiness | |
I cannot say your absence fits the joys of living |
zuo qu : Cobb, Grundy | |
Walking on an empty cement parking lot, it snowing | |
And my face has taken on a winter storm | |
I remember how good friends we used to be, now knowing | |
We were younger and protected from your harm | |
America, America | |
You are so far away | |
Your fossils are the children of today | |
And though there' s joy in emptiness | |
I cannot say your absence fits the joys of living |
zuò qǔ : Cobb, Grundy | |
Walking on an empty cement parking lot, it snowing | |
And my face has taken on a winter storm | |
I remember how good friends we used to be, now knowing | |
We were younger and protected from your harm | |
America, America | |
You are so far away | |
Your fossils are the children of today | |
And though there' s joy in emptiness | |
I cannot say your absence fits the joys of living |