ฟังเพลงLucy Hale

Lucy Hale - Lost Orchards

Written by：Ron Freeman

Hold my useless hands

Close to your chest

Pictures you might find

In the pockets of my vest

Please don't get upset

Please don't get upset

They are all actresses compared to you

Always to tyrants we'll sing

As the song of maryland rings

The despot's heel is on the shore

And he holds his torch at the temple door

We'll light the streets of baltimore

I love you Lucy Hale

I love you Lucy Hale

I love you Lucy Hale

Do you love me too

The sound of a drive in film

Comes through on the am dial

The engine burns in your driveway

And we listen for a while

Please don't get upset

Please don't get upset

We'll burst these tyrant chains

As your sister watches from the window pane

Your mother's standing at the door

And your father's boots pace the floor

We'll light the streets of baltimore

I love you Lucy Hale

I love you Lucy Hale

I love you Lucy Hale

Do you love me too

I can see you on the grass

Watching all the cars pass

From a folding chair outside

With a blanket overtop your thighs

On just another thursday

Night

The campfire's burning

The sweetest words

I ever wrote

The campfire's find burning

We're written on the back of an envelope

The campfire's burning

You're reading by the firelight

Ooooo

Everyone else is getting high

Ooooo

Tomorrow all the schools are closed

Ooooo

No one tells us where to go

Ooooo

You're reading by the firelight

Ooooo

Everyone else is getting high

I love you Lucy Hale

I love you Lucy Hale

I love you Lucy Hale

Do you love me too