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Month Of Sundays (feat. Brian Campeau & Elana Stone)
Well I've been living in this month of Sundays For so long I don't remember Saturday night. Broken records don't play new tunes, except for once in a blue moon And I've looked but the moon is still white.
And I've pinned some hope to the summit of someday Someone somewhere may do something with this light. A smoker's lungs don't blow balloons, except for once in a blue moon And I've looked but the moon is still white.
Rusty guns fire rusty shots, leopards never change their spots And fireworks always fade too soon. Empty words don't mean a lot, and for me that's all you've got But I swear to you, darling, one day we'll stand beneath a blue moon.
Well I've been living in this month of Sundays And I forget what Monday morning feels like. Blushing brides and handsome grooms, deep in debt from honeymoons Stare above, but the moon is still white.
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Oh and I've wandered into wondering if one day When the war is won, and one finally made two Will we think not of what we're not, and think only of what we've got And we'll go dancing underneath the blue moon.
Oh black kettles and black pots seem to fight an awful lot And make the kitchen the most uncomfortable of rooms. Empty words don't mean a lot, and for me that's all you've got And I swear to you, darling, one day we'll stand beneath a blue moon.
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So I've been living in this month of Sundays And I don't know when this month may be through. So will you tell me that you'll wait, for as long as it may take And I swear, darling, I'll show you a blue moon. Oh my darling, I'll show you a blue moon.
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