[00:00.00] 作词 : Christopher Whelan/Vicente Marshall
[00:00.93] 作曲 : Christopher Whelan/Vicente Marshall
[00:01.86]there’s a honey glaze
[00:03.06]in a cotton candy sky
[00:08.55]not mine, not mine, not mine
[00:16.53]lie awake or fall asleep again
[00:21.45]move in and out, but no quite far
[00:23.19]enough
[00:23.31]see, always there you are
[00:24.54]oh, oh
[00:30.72]so get up and out, before you rot in
[00:35.16]thought
[00:37.02]and bend all that you love
[00:40.38]what you love
[00:41.16]under the
[00:41.37]honey glaze
[00:48.39]in a cotton candy sky
[00:51.24]not mine, not mine
[00:59.61]bye bye baby blue
[01:01.68]like rosy cheeks
[01:14.31]pink velour
[01:14.76]soft demure
[01:15.06]great gal, good as gold
[01:18.39]amber muse
[01:27.69]blue suede shoes
[01:28.14]dance for you
[01:28.41]pulling daisy petals off her head
[01:32.70]she figures out that these days are
[01:35.73]just pieces
[01:42.24]she can fit
[01:42.66]wipe some of these stars below
[01:43.80]your lids
[01:48.27]and think of all the peaches in these
[01:50.52]branches we could eat
[01:52.17]ooo, they’re hanging
[01:52.50]out there in the stilly hour
[01:53.40]golden flakes of rays for me alone
[02:25.05]in the twilight zone
[02:26.34]all the flowers blooming
[02:26.82]hide their power from me
[02:31.62]oh no, oh no
[02:42.12]i’m under a
[02:42.42]honey glaze
[02:42.66]in a cotton candy sky
[02:45.18]not mine, not mine
[02:52.56]honey glaze
[02:52.86]in a cotton candy sky
[03:04.11]not mine, not mine

作词 : Christopher Whelan/Vicente Marshall
作曲 : Christopher Whelan/Vicente Marshall
there’s a honey glaze
in a cotton candy sky
not mine, not mine, not mine
lie awake or fall asleep again
move in and out, but no quite far
enough
see, always there you are
oh, oh
so get up and out, before you rot in
thought
and bend all that you love
what you love
under the
honey glaze
in a cotton candy sky
not mine, not mine
bye bye baby blue
like rosy cheeks
pink velour
soft demure
great gal, good as gold
amber muse
blue suede shoes
dance for you
pulling daisy petals off her head
she figures out that these days are
just pieces
she can fit
wipe some of these stars below
your lids
and think of all the peaches in these
branches we could eat
ooo, they’re hanging
out there in the stilly hour
golden flakes of rays for me alone
in the twilight zone
all the flowers blooming
hide their power from me
oh no, oh no
i’m under a
honey glaze
in a cotton candy sky
not mine, not mine
honey glaze
in a cotton candy sky
not mine, not mine