Visions of Love - Mariah Carey
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歌曲名:Visions of Love
歌手:Mariah Carey
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大小:2.07 MB
时长:03:36秒
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Visions of Love - Mariah Carey文本歌词
The View - The Don
制作
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was sitting round the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
Pondering times of sanctuary
He was sitting taking his piano lessons,
we were on half an E
Invested life in medicine,
had so much shit going on.
Convinced he'd never win.
Convinced he was a sin.
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals,
trying to bring down the touts,
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop,
while this poor boy was sittin' all alone,
Sittin' all alone
We'd talk of treasures and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging at the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
He couldn't find none of his own kind,
he didn't have none of his own kind
You should take interest in his mind,
not spend all of his time
wastin all his money and his time
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a don
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging round the shop,
while this young boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was waiting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was sitting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
while this poor boy was sitting all alone
END
编辑于2008/05/24更新
制作
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a boy
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was sitting round the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
Pondering times of sanctuary
He was sitting taking his piano lessons,
we were on half an E
Invested life in medicine,
had so much shit going on.
Convinced he'd never win.
Convinced he was a sin.
We'd speak of women and cheaper carryouts
We'd turn up to all the festivals,
trying to bring down the touts,
What we love the most of all was sittin' at the shop,
while this poor boy was sittin' all alone,
Sittin' all alone
We'd talk of treasures and overrated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging at the shop,
while this poor boy was sitting all alone,
He couldn't find none of his own kind,
he didn't have none of his own kind
You should take interest in his mind,
not spend all of his time
wastin all his money and his time
Thinking of poems of poverty
Sitting with a tight clenched wrist,
thinking how to gain authority
Oh what a soft touch of a don
He'd wander with pride to sell
and keep visions to his self
Visions to his self
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all,
was hanging round the shop,
while this young boy was sitting all alone,
Sitting all alone
We'd talk of treasures, and over-rated games
We'd steal the milk bottles,
sneaking through the back round Jimmy's way.
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was waiting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was sitting 'round the shop
What we loved most of all was hanging 'round the shop
while this poor boy was sitting all alone
END
编辑于2008/05/24更新
Visions of Love - Mariah CareyLRC歌词
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