Song | These Pines |
Artist | Kasey Chambers |
Album | The Captain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Chambers | |
These pines are not the ones that | |
I'm used to | |
They won't carry me home when | |
I cryAm I too far gone to recover | |
Or can I turn if | |
I try?Should | |
I trade my soul for another? | |
Should I stay and pretend that | |
I'm happy? | |
Like so many times before | |
Yeah, these pines are not mine | |
They don't smell so sweet | |
Like the ones in my mind | |
And I search the needles 'til | |
I run out of time | |
But I don't see you in these pines[Unverified] | |
I stumble or falter my words | |
When I'm saying everything is all right? | |
I'm not one to release my depression | |
But these trees bring it out every night | |
Well, I don't talk 'cos | |
I'm trying to listen | |
To the wind take me home through these leaves | |
But it's quiet and don't hear nothing' | |
Cos the wind doesn't blow through these trees |
zuo qu : Chambers | |
These pines are not the ones that | |
I' m used to | |
They won' t carry me home when | |
I cryAm I too far gone to recover | |
Or can I turn if | |
I try? Should | |
I trade my soul for another? | |
Should I stay and pretend that | |
I' m happy? | |
Like so many times before | |
Yeah, these pines are not mine | |
They don' t smell so sweet | |
Like the ones in my mind | |
And I search the needles ' til | |
I run out of time | |
But I don' t see you in these pines Unverified | |
I stumble or falter my words | |
When I' m saying everything is all right? | |
I' m not one to release my depression | |
But these trees bring it out every night | |
Well, I don' t talk ' cos | |
I' m trying to listen | |
To the wind take me home through these leaves | |
But it' s quiet and don' t hear nothing' | |
Cos the wind doesn' t blow through these trees |
zuò qǔ : Chambers | |
These pines are not the ones that | |
I' m used to | |
They won' t carry me home when | |
I cryAm I too far gone to recover | |
Or can I turn if | |
I try? Should | |
I trade my soul for another? | |
Should I stay and pretend that | |
I' m happy? | |
Like so many times before | |
Yeah, these pines are not mine | |
They don' t smell so sweet | |
Like the ones in my mind | |
And I search the needles ' til | |
I run out of time | |
But I don' t see you in these pines Unverified | |
I stumble or falter my words | |
When I' m saying everything is all right? | |
I' m not one to release my depression | |
But these trees bring it out every night | |
Well, I don' t talk ' cos | |
I' m trying to listen | |
To the wind take me home through these leaves | |
But it' s quiet and don' t hear nothing' | |
Cos the wind doesn' t blow through these trees |