歌手:Tamas Wells
专辑:《THE PLANTATION》

作词 : Tamas Wells
作曲 : Tamas Wells
Apricots to jam and skin too dark to tan
And a band that seemed to wind
Whenever she declined
And said "nothing more, nothing more"
It was the first time that I made up
A reason not to stay
And the curtains that we tore
Were maybe from the First World War
Some days unravel, some days I find
There’s reason only about half the time
It would be naive to guarantee.
I can see appeal in a dressing table
She took from Manly to the bay
And sat there with a grey Labrador
When there was nothing more.
It was the first time that I made up
A reason not to stay
And the curtains that we tore
Were maybe from the First World War
Some days unravel, some days I find
There's reason only about half the time
It would be naive to guarantee
The first time that I made
The first time that I made
Some days unravel, some days I find
There's reason only about half the time
It would be naive to guarantee.