Oh to live on Sugar Mountain With the barkers and the colored balloons You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain Though you're thinking that you're leaving
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain With the barkers and the colored balloons, You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain Though you're thinking that you're leaving
Oversættelse: Neil Young. Sukker Mountain.
: There you stood on the edge of your feather, Expecting to fly. While I laughed, I wondered whether I could wave goodbye, Knowin' that you'd gone. By
: He's a perfect stranger, Like a cross of himself and a fox. He's a feeling arranger And a changer of the ways he talks. He's the unforeseen danger
used to drive a cab, you know I heard a siren scream Pulled over to the corner And I fell into a dream There were two men eating pennies And three young
: I waited for you, Winterlong You seem to be where I belong. It's all illusion anyway. If things should ever turn out wrong And all the love we have
: Out of my mind And I just can't take it anymore Left behind By myself and what I'm living for All I hear are screams from outside the limousines That
: Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season Why in crowds just a trace
: All of a sudden she was on my mind I wasn't ready for her kind And she was taking her time. What if she came to me Would she be kind? And if she stayed
: Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain With the barkers and the colored balloons, You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain Though you're thinking that you're leaving
: When the dream came I held my breath with my eyes closed I went insane, Like a smoke ring day When the wind blows Now I won't be back till later on
: I've been looking for a woman to save my life Not to beg or to borrow A woman with the feeling of losing once or twice Who knows how could it be tomorrow
