Song | Friday Street |
Artist | Paul Weller |
Album | Heavy Soul |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Weller | |
Minds alive! on friday street | |
Summerflys around my feet | |
And wee still stars | |
Are in my eyes | |
And mine's alive on friday street | |
A pulse goes on, on friday street | |
Time seems longer against its beat | |
And it's easy to remember | |
And it's hard to forget | |
That mine's alive on friday street | |
Yeh! mine's still alive on friday street | |
And i see myself | |
And it seems so clear | |
I can walk through the world | |
Like i'm not really here | |
And i really don't care | |
'cause mine's still alive on friday street | |
Lives alive on friday street | |
You start to shine in a brand new heat | |
And the world is clear | |
Like you're not really here | |
And i see myself | |
And i'm really not scared | |
'cause mine's still alive on friday street | |
Mine's still alive on friday street | |
It's like plugging back in on friday street | |
May it always come alive! on friday street |
zuo qu : Paul Weller | |
Minds alive! on friday street | |
Summerflys around my feet | |
And wee still stars | |
Are in my eyes | |
And mine' s alive on friday street | |
A pulse goes on, on friday street | |
Time seems longer against its beat | |
And it' s easy to remember | |
And it' s hard to forget | |
That mine' s alive on friday street | |
Yeh! mine' s still alive on friday street | |
And i see myself | |
And it seems so clear | |
I can walk through the world | |
Like i' m not really here | |
And i really don' t care | |
' cause mine' s still alive on friday street | |
Lives alive on friday street | |
You start to shine in a brand new heat | |
And the world is clear | |
Like you' re not really here | |
And i see myself | |
And i' m really not scared | |
' cause mine' s still alive on friday street | |
Mine' s still alive on friday street | |
It' s like plugging back in on friday street | |
May it always come alive! on friday street |
zuò qǔ : Paul Weller | |
Minds alive! on friday street | |
Summerflys around my feet | |
And wee still stars | |
Are in my eyes | |
And mine' s alive on friday street | |
A pulse goes on, on friday street | |
Time seems longer against its beat | |
And it' s easy to remember | |
And it' s hard to forget | |
That mine' s alive on friday street | |
Yeh! mine' s still alive on friday street | |
And i see myself | |
And it seems so clear | |
I can walk through the world | |
Like i' m not really here | |
And i really don' t care | |
' cause mine' s still alive on friday street | |
Lives alive on friday street | |
You start to shine in a brand new heat | |
And the world is clear | |
Like you' re not really here | |
And i see myself | |
And i' m really not scared | |
' cause mine' s still alive on friday street | |
Mine' s still alive on friday street | |
It' s like plugging back in on friday street | |
May it always come alive! on friday street |