| Song | I Was A Daughter |
| Artist | Basia Bulat |
| Album | Oh, My Darling |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bulat | |
| If you call tomorrow I will dream I was a daughter | |
| Weavin through these brand-new silver streams | |
| Turned into dusty roads that we both wandered on | |
| We prayed to perfect Avalon | |
| We wished for anyone to take us home | |
| If you want to build this house with me | |
| Oh what a story | |
| This is how they'll all remember me | |
| We were the lucky ones that would survive the flood | |
| With potted flowers in our blood | |
| Pretendin that we don't know where we bleed | |
| All the pretty fall | |
| We fell asleep but we couldn't hear their little words | |
| We swam in the rivers, sang with the birds | |
| Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
| What a pretty fall | |
| (don't sing too loud, they are asleep) | |
| Didn't even know | |
| (don't sing too loud, they are still dreaming) | |
| We sang out with the birds | |
| (don't sing too loud, they are asleep) | |
| Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
| (don't sing too loud, they are asleep) | |
| What they were | |
| Oh what they were |
| zuo qu : Bulat | |
| If you call tomorrow I will dream I was a daughter | |
| Weavin through these brandnew silver streams | |
| Turned into dusty roads that we both wandered on | |
| We prayed to perfect Avalon | |
| We wished for anyone to take us home | |
| If you want to build this house with me | |
| Oh what a story | |
| This is how they' ll all remember me | |
| We were the lucky ones that would survive the flood | |
| With potted flowers in our blood | |
| Pretendin that we don' t know where we bleed | |
| All the pretty fall | |
| We fell asleep but we couldn' t hear their little words | |
| We swam in the rivers, sang with the birds | |
| Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
| What a pretty fall | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
| Didn' t even know | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are still dreaming | |
| We sang out with the birds | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
| Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
| What they were | |
| Oh what they were |
| zuò qǔ : Bulat | |
| If you call tomorrow I will dream I was a daughter | |
| Weavin through these brandnew silver streams | |
| Turned into dusty roads that we both wandered on | |
| We prayed to perfect Avalon | |
| We wished for anyone to take us home | |
| If you want to build this house with me | |
| Oh what a story | |
| This is how they' ll all remember me | |
| We were the lucky ones that would survive the flood | |
| With potted flowers in our blood | |
| Pretendin that we don' t know where we bleed | |
| All the pretty fall | |
| We fell asleep but we couldn' t hear their little words | |
| We swam in the rivers, sang with the birds | |
| Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
| What a pretty fall | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
| Didn' t even know | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are still dreaming | |
| We sang out with the birds | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
| Gave away our hearts before we knew what they were | |
| don' t sing too loud, they are asleep | |
| What they were | |
| Oh what they were |