Song | Brooklyn Flowers |
Artist | Edison Woods |
Album | Seven Principles of Leave No Trace |
作曲 : Frodahl | |
Lover man, I won't let you go down. | |
I'll make you a bouquet of wild brooklyn flowers. | |
I'll take you in. Hurl the sky over us! | |
And you will love again. | |
She's still the flower in your eyes. | |
Oh why must you need more than mine? | |
Well, no sense fallin over a day dream. | |
And you will love again. | |
And I will bend, lover. | |
And here's to the house of wounded soldiers. | |
I'll make you a bouquet of wild Brooklyn flowers. | |
I'll take you in. Hurl the sky over and over! | |
And you will love again. |
zuò qǔ : Frodahl | |
Lover man, I won' t let you go down. | |
I' ll make you a bouquet of wild brooklyn flowers. | |
I' ll take you in. Hurl the sky over us! | |
And you will love again. | |
She' s still the flower in your eyes. | |
Oh why must you need more than mine? | |
Well, no sense fallin over a day dream. | |
And you will love again. | |
And I will bend, lover. | |
And here' s to the house of wounded soldiers. | |
I' ll make you a bouquet of wild Brooklyn flowers. | |
I' ll take you in. Hurl the sky over and over! | |
And you will love again. |