Children In Bloom (1994/Live At Elysée Montmartre, Paris)
Counting Crows"Children In Bloom (1994/Live At Elysée Montmartre, Paris)" es una canción de Counting Crows, 1993, Pop. La canción dura 4:56, 30 lines / 219 words.
Letra
0:26Children in bloom cooking in the sun
0:32Waiting for a room of our own
0:37Leave my sister alone
0:41She don't deserve this
0:43She is a flower and I am a flower and
0:48We are all alone
0:50I gotta get out on my own
0:57I gotta get up from this waiting at home
1:03I gotta get out of this sunlight
1:05It's melting my bones
1:09I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home
1:16All these wasted dreams
1:20Waiting for the sun to open up my heart to anyone
1:29Bring me some rain
1:32Because I'm dying and I can't get this d**n thing closed again
1:42I gotta get out on my own
1:48I gotta get up from this waiting at home
1:54I gotta get out of this sunlight
2:01It's melting my bones
2:09I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home
2:57Where's the funhouse this year
3:02The fairground's deserted and the skies don't seem as near
3:10Nicole's my oldest friend
3:15But the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again
3:23I gotta get out on my own
3:29I gotta get up from this waiting at home
3:35I gotta get out of this sunlight
3:41It's melting my bones
3:49I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home
4:56I can't find my way home
Children in bloom cooking in the sun Waiting for a room of our own Leave my sister alone She don't deserve this She is a flower and I am a flower and We are all alone I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home All these wasted dreams Waiting for the sun to open up my heart to anyone Bring me some rain Because I'm dying and I can't get this d**n thing closed again I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home Where's the funhouse this year The fairground's deserted and the skies don't seem as near Nicole's my oldest friend But the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again I gotta get out on my own I gotta get up from this waiting at home I gotta get out of this sunlight It's melting my bones I gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home I can't find my way home
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