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发表于 2008-8-23 23:12:33
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Gray, quiet and tired and mean 
Picking at a worried seam 
Itry to make you mad at me over the phone. 
Red eyes and fire and signs 
I'm taken by a nursery rhyme 
I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home 
 
No amount of coffee, no amount of crying 
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine 
No, nothing else will do 
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you. 
 
The road gets cold, there's no spring in the middle this year 
I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears 
Oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself 
But green, it is also summer 
And I won't be warm till I'm lying in your arms 
 
I see it all through a telescope: guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat 
Lying in the back of the blue boat, humming a tune... |   
 
 
 
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