Song | My Little World |
Artist | Harry Connick, Jr. |
Album | Other Hours: Connick on Piano, Vol. 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Connick | |
People work their lives | |
Only to retire | |
Husbands and wives | |
Have nothing to aspire to | |
When they grow old | |
Nines and fives | |
Bonds and stocks | |
No one thrives | |
On punching clocks | |
And so it's told | |
I've panned my gold | |
My little world is much to me | |
The flirts, the foreplay | |
The flaunts | |
You couldn't give away for free | |
A world nobody wants | |
Nothing amazing, new or proud | |
The life I've chosen to lead | |
No trace of silver on my cloud | |
No pedigree, no breed | |
And even though it's sad | |
Even though it's beautiful | |
It can only be mine | |
It can only be mine | |
My little world is commonplace | |
Important people would say | |
But all the lines upon my face | |
Are quite a price to pay | |
Fr a little world that could only be | |
A world that belongs to only me | |
Take it fellas! | |
My little world is commonplace | |
Important people would say | |
But all the lines upon my face | |
Are quite a price to pay | |
Fr a little world that could only be | |
A world that belongs to only me |
zuo qu : Connick | |
People work their lives | |
Only to retire | |
Husbands and wives | |
Have nothing to aspire to | |
When they grow old | |
Nines and fives | |
Bonds and stocks | |
No one thrives | |
On punching clocks | |
And so it' s told | |
I' ve panned my gold | |
My little world is much to me | |
The flirts, the foreplay | |
The flaunts | |
You couldn' t give away for free | |
A world nobody wants | |
Nothing amazing, new or proud | |
The life I' ve chosen to lead | |
No trace of silver on my cloud | |
No pedigree, no breed | |
And even though it' s sad | |
Even though it' s beautiful | |
It can only be mine | |
It can only be mine | |
My little world is commonplace | |
Important people would say | |
But all the lines upon my face | |
Are quite a price to pay | |
Fr a little world that could only be | |
A world that belongs to only me | |
Take it fellas! | |
My little world is commonplace | |
Important people would say | |
But all the lines upon my face | |
Are quite a price to pay | |
Fr a little world that could only be | |
A world that belongs to only me |
zuò qǔ : Connick | |
People work their lives | |
Only to retire | |
Husbands and wives | |
Have nothing to aspire to | |
When they grow old | |
Nines and fives | |
Bonds and stocks | |
No one thrives | |
On punching clocks | |
And so it' s told | |
I' ve panned my gold | |
My little world is much to me | |
The flirts, the foreplay | |
The flaunts | |
You couldn' t give away for free | |
A world nobody wants | |
Nothing amazing, new or proud | |
The life I' ve chosen to lead | |
No trace of silver on my cloud | |
No pedigree, no breed | |
And even though it' s sad | |
Even though it' s beautiful | |
It can only be mine | |
It can only be mine | |
My little world is commonplace | |
Important people would say | |
But all the lines upon my face | |
Are quite a price to pay | |
Fr a little world that could only be | |
A world that belongs to only me | |
Take it fellas! | |
My little world is commonplace | |
Important people would say | |
But all the lines upon my face | |
Are quite a price to pay | |
Fr a little world that could only be | |
A world that belongs to only me |