Flowers - Gustaffson/Bear McCreary.mp3

Flowers - Gustaffson/Bear McCreary.mp3
Flowers-Gustaffson/Bear McCreary (无损音质) 专享
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Andrew Go...
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Andrew Gower/James Webster
[00:00.09]Old flowers from the funeral 
[00:05.97]What do I do with you today?
[00:11.52]You were new last week and now I've got to throw you away 
[00:19.17]I don't want to throw you away 
[00:24.69]All my bills sit on the table 
[00:30.21]All my friends are still at school 
[00:35.58]I was cool last week and now you don't remember my name 
[00:40.47]Why don't you remember my name?
[00:47.94]All the flowers that bloom in November 
[00:53.37]And all the showers that fall in June 
[00:58.08]It'll be over soon 
[01:02.01]Hey kid, It'll be over soon
[01:14.10]And old flowers from the funeral 
[01:18.78]What do I do with you today?
[01:24.09]You were new last week and now I've got to throw you away 
[01:31.68]And I don't want to throw you away 
[01:38.88]Not today 
[01:48.12]Clouds are grey without the sunshine 
[01:51.54]Trees not tall without the ground 
[01:58.89]You were loud last week
[02:01.14]And now you're barely making a sound?
[02:03.84]Why you barely making a sound?
[02:09.15]Favourite lyrics from an album 
[02:14.31]Words get stuck inside my head 
[02:19.50]It felt fresh last week and now you think my music is dead 
[02:24.24]Why'd you think my music is dead? 
[02:31.35]All the lovers that cry in their bedrooms 
[02:36.15]And all the haters that stare straight at you 
[02:41.31]It'll be over soon 
[02:45.18]Hey kid, it'll be over soon
[02:52.26]It's like the change of a wind 
[02:54.60]Or the closing of the door 
[02:57.45]Everything you feel
[02:59.34]It's all been felt before
[03:01.83]And it'll be over soon, over soon, over soon
[03:03.66]It'll be over soon, over soon, over soon
[03:07.11]It'll be over soon, over soon, over soon
[03:33.81]Now I'm sitting at a table 
[03:38.85]Some new flowers in a vase
[03:44.31]I was down last year 
[03:46.83]But I'm glad to say these flowers are ours 
[03:51.63]It's nice today these flowers are ours
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