Irish Eyes歌词

[ti:A Perfect Indian]
[ar:Sinead Oconnor]
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[00:00.90]A Perfect Indian
[00:06.69]sing by Sinead OCornner
[00:17.70]A Perfect Indian is he
[00:26.27]Remembering him life is sweet
[00:34.64]Like a weeping willow
[00:38.27]His face on my pillow
[00:42.90]Comes to me still in my dreams
[00:51.17]And there I saw a young baby
[00:59.41]A beautiful daughter was she
[01:07.76]A face from a painting
[01:11.56]Red cheeks and teeth aching
[01:15.87]Her eyes like a wild Irish sea
[01:24.13]On a table in her yellow dress
[01:32.53]For a photograph feigned happiness
[01:40.98]Why in my life is that the only time
[01:48.17]That any of you will smile at me
[03:36.50][01:57.29]Im sailing on this terrible ocean
[03:45.10][02:05.37]Ive come for my self to retrieve
[03:52.50][02:13.25]Too long have I been feeling like Lirs children
[04:00.50][02:21.72]And theres only one way to be free
[03:03.36]Hes shy and he speaks quietly
[03:11.50]Hes gentle and he seems to me
[03:19.91]Like the elf-arrow
[03:23.99]His face worn and harrowed
[03:28.83]Is he a daydreamer like me
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