Song | Watch Them Fly Sundays |
Artist | Stereophonics |
Album | Just Enough Education To Perform |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jones | |
I first woke with you | |
Some days | |
I have to admit | |
The way we happened to meet | |
Was strange 'cos it was new | |
Not drinking no more | |
Not drinking no less | |
Not sleeping at all | |
Never in the same bed | |
Undressed at the bar | |
Engraved bench in the park | |
We'd watch them fly | |
Sundays Fly birds round my head again | |
Laughed at the words you said | |
I pushed the boat back to you | |
I flew from the rain again | |
Killed you with what | |
I said You already knew | |
Not thinking no more | |
Not drinking no less | |
Not sleeping at all | |
Never in the same bed | |
Undressed at the bar | |
Engraved bench in the park | |
We'd watch them fly | |
Sundays They say if something | |
Should fly away | |
And it fly's back to you again | |
Then it is yours |
zuo ci : Jones | |
I first woke with you | |
Some days | |
I have to admit | |
The way we happened to meet | |
Was strange ' cos it was new | |
Not drinking no more | |
Not drinking no less | |
Not sleeping at all | |
Never in the same bed | |
Undressed at the bar | |
Engraved bench in the park | |
We' d watch them fly | |
Sundays Fly birds round my head again | |
Laughed at the words you said | |
I pushed the boat back to you | |
I flew from the rain again | |
Killed you with what | |
I said You already knew | |
Not thinking no more | |
Not drinking no less | |
Not sleeping at all | |
Never in the same bed | |
Undressed at the bar | |
Engraved bench in the park | |
We' d watch them fly | |
Sundays They say if something | |
Should fly away | |
And it fly' s back to you again | |
Then it is yours |
zuò cí : Jones | |
I first woke with you | |
Some days | |
I have to admit | |
The way we happened to meet | |
Was strange ' cos it was new | |
Not drinking no more | |
Not drinking no less | |
Not sleeping at all | |
Never in the same bed | |
Undressed at the bar | |
Engraved bench in the park | |
We' d watch them fly | |
Sundays Fly birds round my head again | |
Laughed at the words you said | |
I pushed the boat back to you | |
I flew from the rain again | |
Killed you with what | |
I said You already knew | |
Not thinking no more | |
Not drinking no less | |
Not sleeping at all | |
Never in the same bed | |
Undressed at the bar | |
Engraved bench in the park | |
We' d watch them fly | |
Sundays They say if something | |
Should fly away | |
And it fly' s back to you again | |
Then it is yours |