Song | Paper Sun |
Artist | Nazareth |
Album | The Naz Box |
There抯 a paper sun | |
In a paper sky | |
There抯 an empty place | |
And I don抰 know why | |
That paper sun | |
In that paper sky | |
Can抰 help me now she抯 gone | |
I抦 on my own | |
Can抰 help me now, I抦 all alone | |
There抯 a painted moon | |
In a painted night | |
There抯 an empty plate | |
And it don抰 seem right | |
That painted moon | |
In that painted night | |
Can抰 help me now she抯 gone | |
I抦 on my own | |
Can抰 help me now, I抦 all alone | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can抰 bring her back | |
She don抰 want me at all | |
There抯 a falling star | |
And it won抰 touch down | |
There抯 and empty face | |
Another lonely clown | |
That falling star that won抰 touch down | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can抰 bring her back | |
She don抰 want me at all | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can抰 bring her back | |
She don抰 want me at all | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can抰 bring her back | |
She don抰 want me at all..ll..ll | |
Ahhhh |
There zhā a paper sun | |
In a paper sky | |
There zhā an empty place | |
And I don yāng know why | |
That paper sun | |
In that paper sky | |
Can yāng help me now she zhā gone | |
I bǐng on my own | |
Can yāng help me now, I bǐng all alone | |
There zhā a painted moon | |
In a painted night | |
There zhā an empty plate | |
And it don yāng seem right | |
That painted moon | |
In that painted night | |
Can yāng help me now she zhā gone | |
I bǐng on my own | |
Can yāng help me now, I bǐng all alone | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can yāng bring her back | |
She don yāng want me at all | |
There zhā a falling star | |
And it won yāng touch down | |
There zhā and empty face | |
Another lonely clown | |
That falling star that won yāng touch down | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can yāng bring her back | |
She don yāng want me at all | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can yāng bring her back | |
She don yāng want me at all | |
And all the pain | |
And all the rain that falls | |
Can yāng bring her back | |
She don yāng want me at all.. ll.. ll | |
Ahhhh |