Taking my little voyage again
Thinking back into my childhood land
Drinking the white milk she forced me to
Hershey's chocolate syrup on Sundays too
Pouring tasteless white milk into the sink
Hoping that grandma didn't see me doing it
Couldn't drink nothing without color in it
Hating colorless society and proving it
Watching too much TV for a Chinese girl
Living in a new country called America
Yes she's beautiful she's got her special skys
But what about the ugly parts the conquerors hide
A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
Shoving it down our hungry throats
A cup of tea is a cup of tears
Flooding down our thirsty throats
So I write a song to keep
The memories of you and me
It shall keep us warm at night
Even though you're out of sight
Being hit in first grade by a little black girl
I knew she felt trapped in her unjust world
She needed someone to beat
Because she too was being beat
By the same society I learned later dreaded me
The eyeline I was blessed which made me feel superior
Watching sisters slice up theirs who felt inferior
Things are not the same when the east meets the west
A foggy glimpse is what the got of America beautiful west
A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
Shoving it down our hungry throats
A cup of tea is a cup of tears
Flooding down our thirsty throats
So I write a song to keep
The memories of you and me
It shall keep us warm at night
Even though you're out of sight
A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
Shoving it down our hungry throats
A cup of tea is a cup of tears
Flooding down our thirsty throats
So I write a song to keep
The memories of you and me
It shall keep us warm at night
Even though you're out of sight
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000]Taking my little voyage again
[00:03.300]Thinking back into my childhood land
[00:07.800]Drinking the white milk she forced me to
[00:10.200]Hershey's chocolate syrup on Sundays too
[00:13.900]Pouring tasteless white milk into the sink
[00:16.600]Hoping that grandma didn't see me doing it
[00:19.900]Couldn't drink nothing without color in it
[00:22.900]Hating colorless society and proving it
[00:26.900]Watching too much TV for a Chinese girl
[00:29.900]Living in a new country called America
[00:32.900]Yes she's beautiful she's got her special skys
[00:36.900]But what about the ugly parts the conquerors hide
[00:46.900]A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
[00:48.900]Shoving it down our hungry throats
[00:51.900]A cup of tea is a cup of tears
[00:55.900]Flooding down our thirsty throats
[00:58.900]So I write a song to keep
[01:01.900]The memories of you and me
[01:05.900]It shall keep us warm at night
[01:08.900]Even though you're out of sight
[01:18.900]Being hit in first grade by a little black girl
[01:21.900]I knew she felt trapped in her unjust world
[01:24.900]She needed someone to beat
[01:26.900]Because she too was being beat
[01:27.900]By the same society I learned later dreaded me
[01:44.900]The eyeline I was blessed which made me feel superior
[01:47.900]Watching sisters slice up theirs who felt inferior
[01:51.900]Things are not the same when the east meets the west
[01:53.900]A foggy glimpse is what the got of America beautiful west
[02:04.900]A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
[02:06.900]Shoving it down our hungry throats
[02:10.900]A cup of tea is a cup of tears
[02:13.900]Flooding down our thirsty throats
[02:16.900]So I write a song to keep
[02:20.900]The memories of you and me
[02:23.900]It shall keep us warm at night
[02:26.900]Even though you're out of sight
[02:29.900]A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
[02:32.900]Shoving it down our hungry throats
[02:35.900]A cup of tea is a cup of tears
[02:38.900]Flooding down our thirsty throats
[02:42.900]So I write a song to keep
[02:45.900]The memories of you and me
[02:48.900]It shall keep us warm at night
[02:52.900]Even though you're out of sight
[03:19.900]
Taking my little voyage again
Thinking back into my childhood land
Drinking the white milk she forced me to
Hershey's chocolate syrup on Sundays too
Pouring tasteless white milk into the sink
Hoping that grandma didn't see me doing it
Couldn't drink nothing without color in it
Hating colorless society and proving it
Watching too much TV for a Chinese girl
Living in a new country called America
Yes she's beautiful she's got her special skys
But what about the ugly parts the conquerors hide
A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
Shoving it down our hungry throats
A cup of tea is a cup of tears
Flooding down our thirsty throats
So I write a song to keep
The memories of you and me
It shall keep us warm at night
Even though you're out of sight
Being hit in first grade by a little black girl
I knew she felt trapped in her unjust world
She needed someone to beat
Because she too was being beat
By the same society I learned later dreaded me
The eyeline I was blessed which made me feel superior
Watching sisters slice up theirs who felt inferior
Things are not the same when the east meets the west
A foggy glimpse is what the got of America beautiful west
A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
Shoving it down our hungry throats
A cup of tea is a cup of tears
Flooding down our thirsty throats
So I write a song to keep
The memories of you and me
It shall keep us warm at night
Even though you're out of sight
A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
Shoving it down our hungry throats
A cup of tea is a cup of tears
Flooding down our thirsty throats
So I write a song to keep
The memories of you and me
It shall keep us warm at night
Even though you're out of sight
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000]Taking my little voyage again
[00:03.300]Thinking back into my childhood land
[00:07.800]Drinking the white milk she forced me to
[00:10.200]Hershey's chocolate syrup on Sundays too
[00:13.900]Pouring tasteless white milk into the sink
[00:16.600]Hoping that grandma didn't see me doing it
[00:19.900]Couldn't drink nothing without color in it
[00:22.900]Hating colorless society and proving it
[00:26.900]Watching too much TV for a Chinese girl
[00:29.900]Living in a new country called America
[00:32.900]Yes she's beautiful she's got her special skys
[00:36.900]But what about the ugly parts the conquerors hide
[00:46.900]A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
[00:48.900]Shoving it down our hungry throats
[00:51.900]A cup of tea is a cup of tears
[00:55.900]Flooding down our thirsty throats
[00:58.900]So I write a song to keep
[01:01.900]The memories of you and me
[01:05.900]It shall keep us warm at night
[01:08.900]Even though you're out of sight
[01:18.900]Being hit in first grade by a little black girl
[01:21.900]I knew she felt trapped in her unjust world
[01:24.900]She needed someone to beat
[01:26.900]Because she too was being beat
[01:27.900]By the same society I learned later dreaded me
[01:44.900]The eyeline I was blessed which made me feel superior
[01:47.900]Watching sisters slice up theirs who felt inferior
[01:51.900]Things are not the same when the east meets the west
[01:53.900]A foggy glimpse is what the got of America beautiful west
[02:04.900]A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
[02:06.900]Shoving it down our hungry throats
[02:10.900]A cup of tea is a cup of tears
[02:13.900]Flooding down our thirsty throats
[02:16.900]So I write a song to keep
[02:20.900]The memories of you and me
[02:23.900]It shall keep us warm at night
[02:26.900]Even though you're out of sight
[02:29.900]A bowl of rice is a bowl of memories
[02:32.900]Shoving it down our hungry throats
[02:35.900]A cup of tea is a cup of tears
[02:38.900]Flooding down our thirsty throats
[02:42.900]So I write a song to keep
[02:45.900]The memories of you and me
[02:48.900]It shall keep us warm at night
[02:52.900]Even though you're out of sight
[03:19.900]