Beaut歌词

Beaut - Brooke Waggoner
Written by：Brooke Waggoner
I caught a glimpse of the moon
A glowin' and a gleamin in your eye
Yes it shined like the moon
In the middle of the river
On the palest of nights
And a pack of sirens
In the field to your left
Caught your eyes and you were wise
And moved on
Yeh their looks all in your face
It was a mangled motley clutter
And you uttered things
And moved and traveled on
Yes you uttered things
And moved and traveled on
I don't go strong
I don't go strong honey I
I don't move far
I don't move far honey I
I don't go strong
I don't go strong honey I
I don't move far
I don't move far honey I I I
And a pack of sirens
In the field to your left
Caught your eyes
And you were wise and moved on
Yeh their looks all in your face
It was a mangled motley clutter
And you uttered things
And moved and traveled on
Yes you uttered things
And moved and traveled on编辑于2021/03/10更新