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发表于 2008-07-17 18:37
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回复: Break the Night with Color
Stereophonics
Not Up to You
Salt grips the road, awaits his lift again,
Street orange glow, shades the odds against,
One more sip, a shoe, a miss, a shaving nick, one extra kiss,
Who's to know, whatever?
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to me, not up to you
The swings don't swing, the parks been dead for years
How do you know the last swing weren't the last for good,
Hard book on freaks, fresh summer peach,
Creased magazine, sugar chocolate treat,
Who's to know whatever?
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to me, not up to you
The streets so long where she lost her pocket purse,
Kept the last picture of the man she committed first,
Cracked windscreen rain, French murder play,
Junk take away, tired street parade,
Who's to know, whatever? whatever
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to me, not up to you
Ha whatever
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to anything we do
Not up to me, not up to you
Ahh you
Ahh you
Ahh you
Its not up to me,
Its not up to you
Its not up to you
Its not up to you
Its not up to you
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Maybe Tomorrow
I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me
It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe
I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
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