°Ë»ö ¹æ¹ý   
Á¦¸ñ: What Are Those Things
°¡¼ö: Roger Miller


What are those things with big black wings
Circling descending from up over head
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead

Today all the rooms in our home feel like strangers
I wonder what makes me feel so out of place
Why have you suddenly emptied your closets
And why can't you look me in the face

What are those things with big black wings
Circling descending from up over head
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead

You faithfully promised you'd never leave me
You told me your heart have no room for goodbyes
But tell me what makes all this distance between us
And who put that leavin' in your eyes

What are those things with big black wings
Circling descending from up over head
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead

What are those things with big black wings
Circling descending from up over head
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead

-----------------
What Are Those Things
Roger Miller



°¡¼ö
Á¦¸ñ
Á¤È®ÇÑ °¡¼ö,Á¦¸ñÀÌ ÇÊ¿äÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ½À´Ï´Ù.

Àα⠰¡»ç TOP 100  ¿¬µµº° Àα⠰¡»ç  ¶óµð¿À ¹æ¼Û µè±â
Copyright ¨Ï ÁÁÀº °¡»ç °Ë»ö, 2024 (°¡¿ä,ÆË¼Û °¡»ç°Ë»ö)