| Song | Simon Says |
| Artist | Rory Butler |
| Album | Window Shopping |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rory Butler | |
| 作曲 : Rory Butler | |
| Does the sun beat down on this city in sadness? | |
| Waking this morning’s madness. | |
| Out come the street signs, | |
| Everything can be mine, | |
| If I only just look the right way. | |
| I look to the singers in these moments of weakness, | |
| Asking them how can I fix this. | |
| From the parking fee crimes to the sway of two minds, | |
| Live life letting life live you they say. | |
| Won’t you stay, or come away with me baby, | |
| Any which way, | |
| Just leave a little time for silence, if not time for me. | |
| Simon says always leave the plans for the kitchen, | |
| Stick with those shades of crimson. | |
| The shallow shaped bowls and light inner soles, | |
| What Simon says never quite goes. | |
| Someone said something about the sail of ambition, | |
| Something like there’s no transition, | |
| Between the line of that shore and the ocean’s back door, | |
| I’m always left wanting some more. |
| zuo ci : Rory Butler | |
| zuo qu : Rory Butler | |
| Does the sun beat down on this city in sadness? | |
| Waking this morning' s madness. | |
| Out come the street signs, | |
| Everything can be mine, | |
| If I only just look the right way. | |
| I look to the singers in these moments of weakness, | |
| Asking them how can I fix this. | |
| From the parking fee crimes to the sway of two minds, | |
| Live life letting life live you they say. | |
| Won' t you stay, or come away with me baby, | |
| Any which way, | |
| Just leave a little time for silence, if not time for me. | |
| Simon says always leave the plans for the kitchen, | |
| Stick with those shades of crimson. | |
| The shallow shaped bowls and light inner soles, | |
| What Simon says never quite goes. | |
| Someone said something about the sail of ambition, | |
| Something like there' s no transition, | |
| Between the line of that shore and the ocean' s back door, | |
| I' m always left wanting some more. |
| zuò cí : Rory Butler | |
| zuò qǔ : Rory Butler | |
| Does the sun beat down on this city in sadness? | |
| Waking this morning' s madness. | |
| Out come the street signs, | |
| Everything can be mine, | |
| If I only just look the right way. | |
| I look to the singers in these moments of weakness, | |
| Asking them how can I fix this. | |
| From the parking fee crimes to the sway of two minds, | |
| Live life letting life live you they say. | |
| Won' t you stay, or come away with me baby, | |
| Any which way, | |
| Just leave a little time for silence, if not time for me. | |
| Simon says always leave the plans for the kitchen, | |
| Stick with those shades of crimson. | |
| The shallow shaped bowls and light inner soles, | |
| What Simon says never quite goes. | |
| Someone said something about the sail of ambition, | |
| Something like there' s no transition, | |
| Between the line of that shore and the ocean' s back door, | |
| I' m always left wanting some more. |