Song | Red Face Big Sky |
Artist | Eddi Reader |
Album | Eddi Reader |
作词 : Borowiecki, Reader | |
let’s go walking to the edge of here | |
let’s go find the big sea | |
maybe the sky will fall on us | |
but I’ve got your name | |
in my mouth like {wildfire} | |
ah it’s just like {wildfire} | |
all the things you said | |
make my face turn red | |
each time someone somewhere | |
stops to weep | |
there’s someone somewhere | |
starts it’s like {wildfire} | |
just like {wildfire} | |
wildfire | |
wi.., wi..., ah-ee-ah | |
wildfire | |
in between the nothing that there is | |
you walk into my life | |
friend or foe the knife that cuts | |
or sun that burns me white | |
ah-hah | |
shall we run or will we stumble | |
will we touch or fumble | |
look I’m Joan of Arc and I’m mumbling | |
{love me} oh burn me, burn me | |
{love me} oh-oh | |
{love me} ooh, burn me, burn me, oh-oh | |
{wildfire} hah-ah-ah | |
{wildfire} just like | |
{wildfire} ooh | |
wildfire | |
{wildfire} oo-ee | |
{wildfire} oh | |
{wildfire} ah | |
{wildfire} oh | |
[etc.] | |
shall we run or stumble | |
[fades] |
zuò cí : Borowiecki, Reader | |
let' s go walking to the edge of here | |
let' s go find the big sea | |
maybe the sky will fall on us | |
but I' ve got your name | |
in my mouth like wildfire | |
ah it' s just like wildfire | |
all the things you said | |
make my face turn red | |
each time someone somewhere | |
stops to weep | |
there' s someone somewhere | |
starts it' s like wildfire | |
just like wildfire | |
wildfire | |
wi.., wi..., aheeah | |
wildfire | |
in between the nothing that there is | |
you walk into my life | |
friend or foe the knife that cuts | |
or sun that burns me white | |
ahhah | |
shall we run or will we stumble | |
will we touch or fumble | |
look I' m Joan of Arc and I' m mumbling | |
love me oh burn me, burn me | |
love me ohoh | |
love me ooh, burn me, burn me, ohoh | |
wildfire hahahah | |
wildfire just like | |
wildfire ooh | |
wildfire | |
wildfire ooee | |
wildfire oh | |
wildfire ah | |
wildfire oh | |
etc. | |
shall we run or stumble | |
fades |