| Song | Trampolene |
| Artist | Julian Cope |
| Album | Floored Genius The Best of Julian Cope and the Teardrop Explodes 1979-1991 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : COPE, JULIAN | |
| And I stand in every corner of your heart | |
| And I give you everything that I call love | |
| From the heavens to the bottom of the sea | |
| Trampolene, I can't believe | |
| You're trampling me | |
| You tell it to me softly, | |
| Then you disagree | |
| Well I stand at heavens gate | |
| Come see me cry | |
| Heavens gate is locked, | |
| They will not let me by | |
| And so I walk a little mile, | |
| Into your dream | |
| And tell me what is on your mind | |
| My trampolene | |
| Trampolene, I can't believe | |
| You're trampling me | |
| You tell me softly, | |
| Then you disagree | |
| She fills my heart | |
| I give her none | |
| My smile is overload | |
| Her heart is fired and very very strong | |
| And I cannot take her on | |
| You're searching for a truce inside my head | |
| Is what it seems | |
| But I cannot forget my trampolene |
| zuo ci : COPE, JULIAN | |
| And I stand in every corner of your heart | |
| And I give you everything that I call love | |
| From the heavens to the bottom of the sea | |
| Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
| You' re trampling me | |
| You tell it to me softly, | |
| Then you disagree | |
| Well I stand at heavens gate | |
| Come see me cry | |
| Heavens gate is locked, | |
| They will not let me by | |
| And so I walk a little mile, | |
| Into your dream | |
| And tell me what is on your mind | |
| My trampolene | |
| Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
| You' re trampling me | |
| You tell me softly, | |
| Then you disagree | |
| She fills my heart | |
| I give her none | |
| My smile is overload | |
| Her heart is fired and very very strong | |
| And I cannot take her on | |
| You' re searching for a truce inside my head | |
| Is what it seems | |
| But I cannot forget my trampolene |
| zuò cí : COPE, JULIAN | |
| And I stand in every corner of your heart | |
| And I give you everything that I call love | |
| From the heavens to the bottom of the sea | |
| Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
| You' re trampling me | |
| You tell it to me softly, | |
| Then you disagree | |
| Well I stand at heavens gate | |
| Come see me cry | |
| Heavens gate is locked, | |
| They will not let me by | |
| And so I walk a little mile, | |
| Into your dream | |
| And tell me what is on your mind | |
| My trampolene | |
| Trampolene, I can' t believe | |
| You' re trampling me | |
| You tell me softly, | |
| Then you disagree | |
| She fills my heart | |
| I give her none | |
| My smile is overload | |
| Her heart is fired and very very strong | |
| And I cannot take her on | |
| You' re searching for a truce inside my head | |
| Is what it seems | |
| But I cannot forget my trampolene |