| Song | Corvair |
| Artist | Jim White |
| Album | No Such Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : White | |
| Sunlight in the weeds... | |
| I wish that | |
| I was blind...to the ghosts dancing in the breeze...blowing through my mind. | |
| Got a Corvair in my yard. | |
| It hasn't run in fifteen years. | |
| It's a home for the birds now. | |
| It's no longer a car. | |
| Last night | |
| I dreamed that | |
| I was swimming in a sea. | |
| Like always, with everything | |
| I went in too deep. | |
| Got a Corvair in my yard. | |
| It hasn't run in fifteen years. | |
| It's a home for the birds now. | |
| It's no longer...a car. | |
| Got a simple friend out west, and in the blink of an eye, | |
| I'd swap him straight, his life for mine...and never wonder "Why?". [CHORUS] |
| zuo ci : White | |
| Sunlight in the weeds... | |
| I wish that | |
| I was blind... to the ghosts dancing in the breeze... blowing through my mind. | |
| Got a Corvair in my yard. | |
| It hasn' t run in fifteen years. | |
| It' s a home for the birds now. | |
| It' s no longer a car. | |
| Last night | |
| I dreamed that | |
| I was swimming in a sea. | |
| Like always, with everything | |
| I went in too deep. | |
| Got a Corvair in my yard. | |
| It hasn' t run in fifteen years. | |
| It' s a home for the birds now. | |
| It' s no longer... a car. | |
| Got a simple friend out west, and in the blink of an eye, | |
| I' d swap him straight, his life for mine... and never wonder " Why?". CHORUS |
| zuò cí : White | |
| Sunlight in the weeds... | |
| I wish that | |
| I was blind... to the ghosts dancing in the breeze... blowing through my mind. | |
| Got a Corvair in my yard. | |
| It hasn' t run in fifteen years. | |
| It' s a home for the birds now. | |
| It' s no longer a car. | |
| Last night | |
| I dreamed that | |
| I was swimming in a sea. | |
| Like always, with everything | |
| I went in too deep. | |
| Got a Corvair in my yard. | |
| It hasn' t run in fifteen years. | |
| It' s a home for the birds now. | |
| It' s no longer... a car. | |
| Got a simple friend out west, and in the blink of an eye, | |
| I' d swap him straight, his life for mine... and never wonder " Why?". CHORUS |