a saint But the halo was an eye It?s hard to see how there could be So much dark inside the light Don?t you leave us in the dark
a saint But the halo was an eye It?s hard to see how there could be So much dark inside the light Don't you leave us in the darks
译文: 里特，乔希. 在黑暗.
Oh, this is, this is, this is, this is about Having a, a, a Lionel Richie tape Do you know him? And it's about having the tape in your pocket, And ah
Me and Jiggs staring at the ceiling the stars above the radar range Song from a station wagon laying foundations on the shadows of overpassing planes
Making my own city lights Out of bourbon and the stars of a bar room fight Face forward in the wind If you don't know where it is but you know where
These chords are old but we shake hands Cause I believe that they're the good guys We can use all the help we can So many minor chords outside I fell
All that love all those mistakes What else can a poor man make? So I gave up a life of crime I gave it to a friend of mine Something else was on my mind
I remember back in Illinois I found her The lily of the valley the lily of the West was a rose The daughter of the biggest big town banker He kept her
All the other girls here are stars?you are the Northern Lights They try to shine in through your curtains?you're too close and too bright They try and
Once I knew a girl in the hard hard times She made me a shirt out of fives and dimes Now she's gone but when I wear it she crosses my mind And if the
Peter said to Paul you know all those words we wrote Are just the rules of the game and the rules are the first to go But now talking to God is Laurel
was I saw behind Heaven's just a thin blue line If God's up there he's in a cold dark room The heavenly host are just the cold dark moons He bent down
Birds beneath my window dustying their wings upon the lawn I hear them in the morning light giving last amen to a migratory song They're never looking
Honey how you gonna make it on your own? Honey how you gonna make it on your own? When you wake up in the night And see the stars just city lights And
At night we crossed the border following a Black robe To the edge of the reservation?to Cataldo Mission Where the saints and all the martyrs look down
Romero got married on the fifth of July In our Lady of Immaculate Dawn Could have got married in the revival man's tent But there ain't no reviving what
