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作词：The Mystery Jets

作曲：The Mystery Jets

I have a plane

One of the few

With roundels onit ＇ s wings

Lullabyfor me and for you

When it flyshigh it sings

Rock me to sleep

With que sara

Dear monde do you suppose

As I feel my eyelids close

The otherside is not so far

I dug a hole

Under the ground

And made myself a den

It ＇ s there that I can be found

Not if youreturn but when

There＇ s a place

A place called Hell

Spend some timethere

In the dark I cast a spell

To bury all

All of my fears

Oh D )

Oh D

Oh D

I would but I couldn ＇ t spell your name

Once I fell from a great height

A voice spoke from the graveyard )

＇ Not yet ＇ I said

And all this time I ＇ ve been making dens

And I ＇ m still making them now

And I know I know

I can never make ammends

But I ＇ ve got to reach you somehow

I can tie my laces Ohh Oh)

On my own shoes and I can Ohh Oh)

Count up to to thirty too

Oh D

Oh D

Oh D

I would but I couldn ＇ t spell your name

There areso few words

I waited

A long time

And I never never came back

I see you often

Ineveryday places

I want to

And I can ＇ t find the words

Oh I can ＇ t find the words

And I can ＇ t find the words

They won ＇ t come

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