Song | Blue Bells |
Artist | Stan Getz |
Album | Stan Getz And The Cool Sounds |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sunkel | |
Ringing... | |
Lucy, remember | |
The smell of that fall | |
The fires of fungus | |
And the rotting leaves | |
I fell off the wagon | |
Into your arms | |
Into this long month of sundays | |
And you were my husband | |
My wife, my heroin | |
Now this is our final December | |
Now deep in a forest | |
Losing all though of spring | |
And nothing can help me remember | |
And I'm going nowhere fast | |
A darker day has holed at last | |
Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
And your love has come too late | |
Away from the garden gate | |
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
Now that it's over after all that we had | |
A river runs through the rafters down, down, down | |
Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring | |
The phone rings out and I remember | |
But I'm going nowhere fast | |
A darker day has holed at last | |
Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
And your love has come too late | |
Now wave to the garden gate | |
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
Ringing, ringing, ringing | |
Wanna hear them ringing, my love | |
Wanna hear them ringing |
zuo ci : Sunkel | |
Ringing... | |
Lucy, remember | |
The smell of that fall | |
The fires of fungus | |
And the rotting leaves | |
I fell off the wagon | |
Into your arms | |
Into this long month of sundays | |
And you were my husband | |
My wife, my heroin | |
Now this is our final December | |
Now deep in a forest | |
Losing all though of spring | |
And nothing can help me remember | |
And I' m going nowhere fast | |
A darker day has holed at last | |
Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
And your love has come too late | |
Away from the garden gate | |
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
Now that it' s over after all that we had | |
A river runs through the rafters down, down, down | |
Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring | |
The phone rings out and I remember | |
But I' m going nowhere fast | |
A darker day has holed at last | |
Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
And your love has come too late | |
Now wave to the garden gate | |
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
Ringing, ringing, ringing | |
Wanna hear them ringing, my love | |
Wanna hear them ringing |
zuò cí : Sunkel | |
Ringing... | |
Lucy, remember | |
The smell of that fall | |
The fires of fungus | |
And the rotting leaves | |
I fell off the wagon | |
Into your arms | |
Into this long month of sundays | |
And you were my husband | |
My wife, my heroin | |
Now this is our final December | |
Now deep in a forest | |
Losing all though of spring | |
And nothing can help me remember | |
And I' m going nowhere fast | |
A darker day has holed at last | |
Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
And your love has come too late | |
Away from the garden gate | |
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
Now that it' s over after all that we had | |
A river runs through the rafters down, down, down | |
Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring | |
The phone rings out and I remember | |
But I' m going nowhere fast | |
A darker day has holed at last | |
Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
And your love has come too late | |
Now wave to the garden gate | |
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
Ringing, ringing, ringing | |
Wanna hear them ringing, my love | |
Wanna hear them ringing |