When Mac was swimming I was running late, Mac游泳时我迟到了, walking around New Orleans looking for a birthday cake. 环游New Orleans寻找生日蛋糕 It was a great surprise to him so many people came. 人们的到来令他惊喜 Nobody knows, darling. 没人知道,亲爱的 Nobody knows how they are
Look for me another day I feel that I could change I feel that I could change There's a sudden joy that's like A fish, a moving light I thought I saw it Rowing on the lakes of Canada Oh laughing man, what have you won Don't tell me what cannot be don
[tomorrow on the runway] [the innocence mission] old days, don't come to find me, the sun is just about to climb up over there. 'while my heart is sinking i do not want my voice to go out into the air'. did you leave the darkness without me? you're a
Blue could be a winter coat or the sea, Lake Maureen, a window or a downpour on my street. This bit of yellow could be a leaf or a beam of light, a girl in a taxi. And I think of you in the colors of the world. And I did meet you in the brotherhood o
O Lord of light, who made the stars O Dawn by whom we see the way O Christ redeemer of us all Make haste to listen as we pray In lowliness you came on earth To rescue us from Satan's snares O wondrous love that healed our wounds By taking up our mort
I have loved you with an everlasting love I have called you, and you are mine I have loved you with an everlasting love I have called you, and you are mine seek the face of the lord and long for him he will bring you his light and his peace I have lo
Once upon a summertime if you recall We stopped beside then in a flower stall A bunch of bright forget-me-nots Was all I let you buy me Once upon a summertime just like today We laughed the happy afternoon away And stole a kiss in every street café Y
I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed days, the dark sacred nights And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Th
You Chase The Light - The Innocence Mission You get out of my head now, honey You got out of my head You and your colors, you and your painting I can forget you, probably You stay out of my way now, honey You just stay out of my way This is my grace
O sacred head, surrounded By crown of piercing thorn O bleeding head, so wounded Reviled and put to scorn Our sins have marred the glory Of thy most holy face Yet angel hosts adore thee And tremble as they gaze The Lord of every nation Was hung upon