- The Byrds Renaissance Fair 歌詞
- The Byrds
- I think that maybe I'm dreaming
I smell cinnamon and spices I hear music everywhere All 'round kaleidoscope of colors I think that maybe I'm dreamin' Maids pass gracefully in laughter Wine colored flowers in their hair Flags flow from lands I've never been to I think that maybe I'm dreamin' Suns flash on a soda of prism Bright jewels on the ladies flashin' Eyes catch on a shiny prism Hear ye the cryin' of the vendors Fruit for sale or wax candles for to burn Fires flare, soon it will be nightfall I think that maybe I'm dreaming I think that maybe I'm dreaming I think that maybe I'm dreaming
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