..., Oh if I won't have to work no more. And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colours all run dry, Yes if I ever lose my eyes, Oh if I won't have to cry no more. I'm bein' followed by a moonshadow And if I ever lose my legs, I won't moan, and I won't beg, Yes if I ever lose my legs, Oh if I won...

...utiful All my heart was falling like a stone Deep into an ocean vast and colourful Strong like a symphony You protected me From reality Somewhere to love somewhere to breathe Somewhere to call my sanctuary Here in the dark I can be strong Knowing that nothing can hurt from now on Somew...

...s over, you were suddenly aware that the autumn leaves were turning to the colour of his hair. round like a circle in a spiral like a wheel within a wheel never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel as the images unwind, like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind.

...S OVER, YOU WERE SUDDENLY AWARE THAT THE AUTUMN LEAVES WERE TURNING TO THE COLOUR OF HIS HAIR. ROUND LIKE A CIRCLE IN A SPIRAL LIKE A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL NEVER ENDING OR BEGINNING ON AN EVER SPINNING REEL AS THE IMAGES UNWIND, LIKE THE CIRCLES THAT YOU FIND IN THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND.

... Lady of Shalott." There she weaves by night and day A magic web with colours gay, She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott. ...

...ver In the autumn of goodbyes For a moment you could not recall The colour of his eyes Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning reel As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind

Counting Crows - Sundays www.lrcgc.com leo_chen 制作 Coloured rubbers and a bedroom set I wouldn't know it if it hit me You take a little step and then it feels like love I think I better get a little of it in me Give me a kiss I think it feels like love Give me a kiss I think ...

...oo While listening to mother's tunes The weight is on my shoulders but its colour is a shade of blue [Hook]
 Put it in the atmosphere
 Raise it up until we near Touching on the face of God 
May now he's gonna hear 
Joy coming in the mourning most of us will shed a tear 
Looking at the fin...