Mission street
演唱:史逸欣
史逸欣-Mission street
制作:一般人
Mission street is a striking dark-eyed stranger
Who speaks a language I don’t know but long to learn
Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
As I sit as though awaiting some return
And my hands are cold tonight
I’m sleepless in this dark
Forgetting what it was I came to find
And it seems that I’ve been wrong
More than I’ve been right
More than I’ve been right
Mission street calls out to me by name
Then hurries on before I’ve hardly turned my head
Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
Like an offering of contraband misread
And my hands are cold tonight
On the strings of this guitar
Looking for the chords of what I’ve left behind
And it seems that I’ve been wrong
More than I’ve been right
More than I’ve been right
史逸欣-Mission street
Mission street is alive at every hour
Like I’ve never been and feared I may not ever be
A light so steady on the mountains in the distance
A solitude so deep it might awaken me
Well my hands are cold tonight
But the sky is bright with stars
And I’m tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
And it seems the more I’m wrong
The more that I am right
The more that I am right
Mission street
Mission street
史逸欣-Mission street
编辑于2005/03/03更新

Mission Street歌词

Vienna Teng

简介： Vienna Teng - 史逸欣，一个来自美国旧金山的华裔女创作人，以她澄澈古典的美声与丰富温柔的钢琴创作，获得美国媒体乐评如AMG网站、娱乐周刊、华盛顿邮报等的大力赞赏。2002年个人首张专辑一推

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[ar:史逸欣]
[al:亲陌爱人 Warm Strangers]

[00:01.98][04:01.03][04:08.37]Mission street
[00:11.02]演唱:史逸欣
[00:20.09][02:41.44][04:13.21]史逸欣-Mission street
[00:29.03]制作:一般人
[00:37.74]Mission street is a striking dark-eyed stranger
[00:43.99]Who speaks a language I don’t know but long to learn
[00:51.81]Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
[00:59.34]As I sit as though awaiting some return
[01:06.84][02:09.10]And my hands are cold tonight
[01:13.12]I’m sleepless in this dark
[01:17.03]Forgetting what it was I came to find
[01:22.30][02:24.81]And it seems that I’ve been wrong
[01:28.89][01:32.63][02:31.41][02:35.19]More than I’ve been right
[01:39.15]Mission street calls out to me by name
[01:45.28]Then hurries on before I’ve hardly turned my head
[01:54.76]Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
[02:01.56]Like an offering of contraband misread
[02:15.08]On the strings of this guitar
[02:19.38]Looking for the chords of what I’ve left behind
[02:57.98]Mission street is alive at every hour
[03:04.12]Like I’ve never been and feared I may not ever be
[03:13.46]A light so steady on the mountains in the distance
[03:19.89]A solitude so deep it might awaken me
[03:29.29]Well my hands are cold tonight
[03:35.23]But the sky is bright with stars
[03:39.15]And I’m tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
[03:44.73]And it seems the more I’m wrong
[03:51.01][03:54.88]The more that I am right
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