Twelve Thirty (Young Girls Are Coming To The Canyon)

1999-12-273:15 minLetras sincronizadas

"Twelve Thirty (Young Girls Are Coming To The Canyon)" é uma música de The Mamas, The Papas, 1999, Pop. A música tem 3:15 de duração, 26 lines / 187 words.

Letra

0:01I used to live in New York City

0:10Everything there was dark and dirty

0:18Outside my window was a steeple

0:26With a clock that always said twelve-thirty

0:34Young girls are coming to the canyon

0:42And in the mornings I can see them walking

0:51I can no longer keep my blinds drawn

1:00And I can't keep myself from talking

1:08At first so strange to feel so friendly

1:17To say good morning and really mean it

1:25To feel these changes happening in me

1:34But not to notice till I feel it

1:42Young girls are coming to the canyon

1:49And in the mornings I can see them walking

1:59I can no longer keep my blinds drawn

2:07And I can't keep myself from talking

2:16Cloudy waters cast no reflection

2:23Images of beauty lie there stagnant

2:32Vibrations bounce in no direction

2:41But lie there shattered into fragments

2:49Young girls are coming to the canyon

2:56(Young girls are in the canyon)

2:58And in the mornings I can see them walking

3:02(In the mornings I can see them walking)

3:06I can no longer keep my blinds drawn

3:15And I can't keep myself from talking

I used to live in New York City
Everything there was dark and dirty
Outside my window was a steeple
With a clock that always said twelve-thirty
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from talking
At first so strange to feel so friendly
To say good morning and really mean it
To feel these changes happening in me
But not to notice till I feel it
Young girls are coming to the canyon
And in the mornings I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from talking
Cloudy waters cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no direction
But lie there shattered into fragments
Young girls are coming to the canyon
(Young girls are in the canyon)
And in the mornings I can see them walking
(In the mornings I can see them walking)
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
And I can't keep myself from talking

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