Standing so tall /
The ground behind
No trespassers /
On every floor
A garden swing /
And another door
She makes it clear /
That everything is hers
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer All that belongs to /
No-one sees
Curtains that waver /
When evening falls
Inclosed by fences /
Smothered by wood
Who stands behind /
The shadows of the trees
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer Standing so tall /
But no-one sees
No trespassers /
Whan evening falls
A garden swing /
Smothered by wood
She makes it clear /
The shadows of the trees
🎵
LRC歌词版本
Standing so tall /
The ground behind
No trespassers /
On every floor
A garden swing /
And another door
She makes it clear /
That everything is hers
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer All that belongs to /
No-one sees
Curtains that waver /
When evening falls
Inclosed by fences /
Smothered by wood
Who stands behind /
The shadows of the trees
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer Standing so tall /
But no-one sees
No trespassers /
Whan evening falls
A garden swing /
Smothered by wood
She makes it clear /
The shadows of the trees
📝
纯歌词版本
Standing so tall /
The ground behind
No trespassers /
On every floor
A garden swing /
And another door
She makes it clear /
That everything is hers
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer All that belongs to /
No-one sees
Curtains that waver /
When evening falls
Inclosed by fences /
Smothered by wood
Who stands behind /
The shadows of the trees
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer Standing so tall /
But no-one sees
No trespassers /
Whan evening falls
A garden swing /
Smothered by wood
She makes it clear /
The shadows of the trees
🎵
LRC歌词版本
Standing so tall /
The ground behind
No trespassers /
On every floor
A garden swing /
And another door
She makes it clear /
That everything is hers
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer All that belongs to /
No-one sees
Curtains that waver /
When evening falls
Inclosed by fences /
Smothered by wood
Who stands behind /
The shadows of the trees
A place of abode
Not far from here
Ms. Van de
Veer Standing so tall /
But no-one sees
No trespassers /
Whan evening falls
A garden swing /
Smothered by wood
She makes it clear /
The shadows of the trees