[00:00.000] 作曲 : Sam Ock
[00:16.970]Pick up a pencil and a pagewith staves, melodies.
[00:24.800]waltzing around my head,rich shades, piano licks are blue.
[00:28.203]while the drum rhythm isgreat.
[00:36.796]I sit and reminisce my grandstaff as my stage.
[00:37.471]In many nights, when myhearts in tune, the harmony won't plan,and the feelings won't bloom.
[00:38.620]I guess that's my fault thatI
[00:39.088]want beauty too soon, instead of laboring
[00:39.686]hard from morning, till I see the moon.
[00:40.005]Can a point all together inone voice?
[01:11.255]Palettes full of every kind ofhue, my choice.
[01:11.791]Rejoice or lamenting in thefragrance or the ventings of the mindthat is unleashed onto a page.
[01:16.791]unrelenting.
[01:21.791]I'm sensing a little sentimentaltype song.
[01:26.791]Kind of like when the rainstops, when the elements were strong.
[01:31.791]aslkeep on pouring
[01:36.791]thoughts out on some tiny little black
[01:41.791]notes.
[01:46.791]I'll rest, take a look around,show the colors of my soul and sing.
[01:51.791]Hello, miss rhythm, may I beyour Mister Blues, holds your hand inmind, as they spin the ones and twos,singing in my ear, when I'm on themicrophone, perfect harmony, oh I neverbe alone.
[01:56.791]Hello, Miss Rhythm, may I beHold your hand in mind.
[02:01.791]as they spin the ones and twos.
[02:06.791]Singing in my ear when I'm
[02:11.791]on the microphone Perfect harmony Oh
[02:16.791]I'll never be alone

作曲 : Sam Ock
Pick up a pencil and a pagewith staves, melodies.
waltzing around my head,rich shades, piano licks are blue.
while the drum rhythm isgreat.
I sit and reminisce my grandstaff as my stage.
In many nights, when myhearts in tune, the harmony won't plan,and the feelings won't bloom.
I guess that's my fault thatI
want beauty too soon, instead of laboring
hard from morning, till I see the moon.
Can a point all together inone voice?
Palettes full of every kind ofhue, my choice.
Rejoice or lamenting in thefragrance or the ventings of the mindthat is unleashed onto a page.
unrelenting.
I'm sensing a little sentimentaltype song.
Kind of like when the rainstops, when the elements were strong.
aslkeep on pouring
thoughts out on some tiny little black
notes.
I'll rest, take a look around,show the colors of my soul and sing.
Hello, miss rhythm, may I beyour Mister Blues, holds your hand inmind, as they spin the ones and twos,singing in my ear, when I'm on themicrophone, perfect harmony, oh I neverbe alone.
Hello, Miss Rhythm, may I beHold your hand in mind.
as they spin the ones and twos.
Singing in my ear when I'm
on the microphone Perfect harmony Oh
I'll never be alone