Song | Trampolene |
Artist | Julian Cope |
Album | Floored Genius The Best of Julian Cope and the Teardrop Explodes 1979-1991 |
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作词 : COPE, JULIAN | |
And I stand in every corner of your heart | |
And I give you everything that I call love | |
From the heavens to the bottom of the sea | |
Trampolene, I can't believe | |
You're trampling me | |
You tell it to me softly, | |
Then you disagree | |
Well I stand at heavens gate | |
Come see me cry | |
Heavens gate is locked, | |
They will not let me by | |
And so I walk a little mile, | |
Into your dream | |
And tell me what is on your mind | |
My trampolene | |
Trampolene, I can't believe | |
You're trampling me | |
You tell me softly, | |
Then you disagree | |
She fills my heart | |
I give her none | |
My smile is overload | |
Her heart is fired and very very strong | |
And I cannot take her on | |
You're searching for a truce inside my head | |
Is what it seems | |
But I cannot forget my trampolene |
zuo ci : COPE, JULIAN | |
And I stand in every corner of your heart | |
And I give you everything that I call love | |
From the heavens to the bottom of the sea | |
Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
You' re trampling me | |
You tell it to me softly, | |
Then you disagree | |
Well I stand at heavens gate | |
Come see me cry | |
Heavens gate is locked, | |
They will not let me by | |
And so I walk a little mile, | |
Into your dream | |
And tell me what is on your mind | |
My trampolene | |
Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
You' re trampling me | |
You tell me softly, | |
Then you disagree | |
She fills my heart | |
I give her none | |
My smile is overload | |
Her heart is fired and very very strong | |
And I cannot take her on | |
You' re searching for a truce inside my head | |
Is what it seems | |
But I cannot forget my trampolene |
zuò cí : COPE, JULIAN | |
And I stand in every corner of your heart | |
And I give you everything that I call love | |
From the heavens to the bottom of the sea | |
Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
You' re trampling me | |
You tell it to me softly, | |
Then you disagree | |
Well I stand at heavens gate | |
Come see me cry | |
Heavens gate is locked, | |
They will not let me by | |
And so I walk a little mile, | |
Into your dream | |
And tell me what is on your mind | |
My trampolene | |
Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
You' re trampling me | |
You tell me softly, | |
Then you disagree | |
She fills my heart | |
I give her none | |
My smile is overload | |
Her heart is fired and very very strong | |
And I cannot take her on | |
You' re searching for a truce inside my head | |
Is what it seems | |
But I cannot forget my trampolene |