Renee Rosnes Empress Afternoon歌词

The tax man's taken all my dough And left me in my stately home Lazing on a sunny afternoon And I can't sail my yacht He's taken everythin' I've got All I've got's this sunny afternoon Save me, save me Save me from this squeeze I've got a big fat mom

我好想和你一起潜水 闪亮的天 蓝蓝的水 我好想和你一起逛街 穿梭人群各种滋味 我好想和你一起远飞 飘过世界的每一边 我好想和你一起追 摇摇无影的火车线 It's a lonely afternoon I cannot help but think of you I wanna try anything but miss you It's a lonely afternoon I cannot help but think 'bout you I wanna try anything but mi

Contagious, like The rhythm of a record Through my mind Played slowly to emphasize The condition of a dead line. So hopeless so let the record Play on and on and on... Can I speak? Can I speak now? Without a voice to call my own I'm left Walk these s

Lazing on a Sunday Afternoon Queen(Freddie Mercury) I go out to work on Monday morning Tuesday I go off to honeymoon I'll be back again before it's time for sunnydown I'll be lazing on a Sunday afternoon Bicycling on every Wednesday evening Thursday

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms There are things that dr

Unsuspecting Sunday Afternoon - Backstreet Boys how come i was the last to know took the stage then you stole the show another unsuspecting sunday afternoon i was captured by that stare now i'm shattered but i don't care and the people walkin' by don

one sunday on sunday afternoon just can't wait to get out of my room to see the trees and watch the flowers bloom better be quick cause the rain might coming soon one sunday on sunday afternoon i straw my way along the avenue away my hand to my lovel

It's a choice to stay It's a dream yeah and I wanna wake You have blood on your hands and I'm feeling faint And honey yeah, you can't decide I'm a drug you don't wanna give up Smoke your cigarette and make your love flow You poured blood in my heart,

When I am old and comforted And done with this desire With memory to share my bed When I am old and comforted And done with this desire With peace to share my fire I'll comb my hair in scalloped bands Beneath my laundered cap And watch my cool and fr

I put on my dress Pull up my white tights My mother braids my hair Maybe I'll feel him this time I raise my hands I close my eyes But I feel empty inside I'm looking for God In this building filled with pews I'm searching for God On a Sunday afternoo