Tall Tales For Spring - 歌词大全

作曲 : Vanessa Carlton God rest his head Sunday afternoon The wicked in me is surely the wicked in you We pray to a ghost that we've never met Time turns for a cure, from the scientists for This madness, madness of the heart But you knew it, we knew it from the start And Hawking will tell us no tall tales this spring Our minds hold the chaos that started everything And maybe it's fate, as the sadness takes hold Still stars through a window, will they ever know this Madness, madness of the heart We knew it, we knew it from the start This madness, madness of the heart But you knew it, you knew it from the start Stare a sleepy smile into a sunbeam Is this nothing more than a daydream Color stained glass cathedral Confess a past that won't let you go God rest your head Sunday afternoon The wicked in me is surely coming through I pray to a ghost that I've never met Still searching for some way out of this mess It's the heart It's the heart There's a madness, a madness in the stars But you knew it, we knew it from the start