Lirik Lagu Canadian Rose - Blues Traveler
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Autumn air it carries me thereLess than an hour to goSix hundred miles an hourAnd still it feels so slowI'm trying to get back to BurlingtonTo a square in the center of townTo a spot on a wooden tableWhere her feet didn't reach the groundAnd when she kisses me it tasted like cinnamonAnd her skin smells of cider and roseAnd when she looked at me we both got quietAnd my heart beats so hard we were in so closeOnce for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
And she called me her ugly AmericanAnd I would call her my Canadian flowerAnd I don't think that we'll ever get there againWe had such powerAnd she would call me her ugly AmericanAnd I'll remember my Canadian roseEspecially when the fall comes to BurlingtonWe were in so close
And every single hope and dream I could ever conjure upPassionately springs in me and things are possiblePlausible and perfectly both of ours forever afterAnd every day, at least it seemed that wayOnce for a beautiful while that still makes me smile
I finally made it this town looks rearrangedI don't know these people anymoreBut in the best ways not much else has changedFrom the way it was beforeAnd at least they still have this certain tableWhere I once carved a particular nameI run my finger through the weathered carvingAnd I almost can feel the sameAnd my mouth it almost tastes just like cinnamonAs I ponder what my pilgrimage meansAnd I try to figure out where Vancouver is from hereAnd I listen to the leavesIf only for a beautiful while that still makes me smile
And she called me her ugly AmericanAnd I would call her my Canadian flowerAnd I don't think that we'll ever get there againWe had such powerAnd she would call me her ugly AmericanAnd I'll remember my Canadian roseEspecially when the fall comes to BurlingtonWe were in so close
And every single hope and dream I could ever conjure upPassionately springs in me and all things are possiblePlausible and perfectly both of ours forever after and every dayAt least it seemed that wayOnce for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
And she called me her ugly AmericanAnd I would call her my Canadian flowerAnd I don't think that we'll ever get there againWe had such powerAnd she would call me her ugly AmericanAnd I'll remember my Canadian roseEspecially when the fall comes to BurlingtonWe were in so close
And she called me her ugly AmericanAnd I would call her my Canadian flowerAnd I don't think that we'll ever get there againWe had such powerAnd she would call me her ugly AmericanAnd I'll remember my Canadian roseEspecially when the fall comes to BurlingtonWe were in so close
And every single hope and dream I could ever conjure upPassionately springs in me and things are possiblePlausible and perfectly both of ours forever afterAnd every day, at least it seemed that wayOnce for a beautiful while that still makes me smile
I finally made it this town looks rearrangedI don't know these people anymoreBut in the best ways not much else has changedFrom the way it was beforeAnd at least they still have this certain tableWhere I once carved a particular nameI run my finger through the weathered carvingAnd I almost can feel the sameAnd my mouth it almost tastes just like cinnamonAs I ponder what my pilgrimage meansAnd I try to figure out where Vancouver is from hereAnd I listen to the leavesIf only for a beautiful while that still makes me smile
And she called me her ugly AmericanAnd I would call her my Canadian flowerAnd I don't think that we'll ever get there againWe had such powerAnd she would call me her ugly AmericanAnd I'll remember my Canadian roseEspecially when the fall comes to BurlingtonWe were in so close
And every single hope and dream I could ever conjure upPassionately springs in me and all things are possiblePlausible and perfectly both of ours forever after and every dayAt least it seemed that wayOnce for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
And she called me her ugly AmericanAnd I would call her my Canadian flowerAnd I don't think that we'll ever get there againWe had such powerAnd she would call me her ugly AmericanAnd I'll remember my Canadian roseEspecially when the fall comes to BurlingtonWe were in so close
