Song | Green Park Blues |
Artist | Kate St. John |
Album | Indescribable Night |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kate St. John | |
作词 : Kate St. John | |
No I couldn't ever really find | |
My way to you | |
With eyes in the back of my head | |
I couldn't see it through | |
Now I know that the last laugh's the beginning | |
Of the road | |
To Green Park blues | |
No nothing was ever revealed | |
We each had our part | |
The thread of the thin blue line | |
Has its own art | |
Someone else is writing the cues | |
But we've paid our dues | |
To Green Park blues | |
Lost and found | |
Turning and turning around | |
Deep in subterfuge | |
It's murder in the dark | |
Missing the mark | |
You walk down the strangest mile | |
That life can hold | |
Surprised by the strangest look | |
Let your smile unfold | |
Even if the path leads to nowhere | |
Search it until | |
You feel the chill of | |
Green Park blues | |
Green Park blues | |
Green Park blues |
zuo qu : Kate St. John | |
zuo ci : Kate St. John | |
No I couldn' t ever really find | |
My way to you | |
With eyes in the back of my head | |
I couldn' t see it through | |
Now I know that the last laugh' s the beginning | |
Of the road | |
To Green Park blues | |
No nothing was ever revealed | |
We each had our part | |
The thread of the thin blue line | |
Has its own art | |
Someone else is writing the cues | |
But we' ve paid our dues | |
To Green Park blues | |
Lost and found | |
Turning and turning around | |
Deep in subterfuge | |
It' s murder in the dark | |
Missing the mark | |
You walk down the strangest mile | |
That life can hold | |
Surprised by the strangest look | |
Let your smile unfold | |
Even if the path leads to nowhere | |
Search it until | |
You feel the chill of | |
Green Park blues | |
Green Park blues | |
Green Park blues |
zuò qǔ : Kate St. John | |
zuò cí : Kate St. John | |
No I couldn' t ever really find | |
My way to you | |
With eyes in the back of my head | |
I couldn' t see it through | |
Now I know that the last laugh' s the beginning | |
Of the road | |
To Green Park blues | |
No nothing was ever revealed | |
We each had our part | |
The thread of the thin blue line | |
Has its own art | |
Someone else is writing the cues | |
But we' ve paid our dues | |
To Green Park blues | |
Lost and found | |
Turning and turning around | |
Deep in subterfuge | |
It' s murder in the dark | |
Missing the mark | |
You walk down the strangest mile | |
That life can hold | |
Surprised by the strangest look | |
Let your smile unfold | |
Even if the path leads to nowhere | |
Search it until | |
You feel the chill of | |
Green Park blues | |
Green Park blues | |
Green Park blues |