笨小笨Until the Grass Gets Greener歌词由Will Varley演唱，出自专辑《As the Crow Flies (Explicit)》，下面是《Until the Grass Gets Greener》完整版歌词！
Until the Grass Gets Greener歌词完整版
For twenty winters I was cold, and on my heart there settled snow.
The darkest places I would roam, looking for a medicine for my soul.
My friends and I would chase the stars, and from those battles we′re still scarred.
We'd feed ourselves from the tombs, and the dungeons ′neath the city loomed.
And I'd often prayed as I roamed the streets that an angel might fall at my feet
But every time the morning came, a blanket of ice lay on my brain.
As the city burned in the rebel screamed, from my attic window I could dream,
And I told myself to give it time, ‘Till the grass gets greener on our side
In early Spring when the lambs were still blind,
I walked across this land of mine,
In the wield as wild as a foreign land, I took my first steps as a man.
In a sleepy town, I stopped to rest where the winds hit heavy along the cliffs.
That′s where I saw her standing there with big brown eyes and long brown hair;
Well she looked at me with a face so kind, like I′d known her since the beginning of time.
And we fell into another tense, where the machines of war don't make no sense;
Where the money′s as empty as the barrel of a gun,
Where the winter never seemed to come.
Well I don't need money when I′ve got your eyes, 'til the grass gets greener on our side.
So I′ll build you a house by the sea with a blue and white door and an apple tree,
And from there we'll see the summer's by, taking or leaving the world outside;
As them politicians come and go, they′ll build their empires and their roads.
And they′ll claim that they have it all, but all they've ever had′s them cannon balls
Which they fire through the setting sun, but the sun doesn't care what they have done.
We′ll bury the ground beneath our feet, for our blue and white door and our apple tree,
And I'll take care of your worried mind, ‘til the grass gets greener on our side
And if our grass stays golden brown, from the shadows cast upon the ground,
I’ll buy me a brush and a tin of green dye, and we'll paint the grass ′neath the Autumn sky.
And if a stranger rests between our hearts, or if death should ever do us part,
When our molecules turn into dust, we′ll travel through this universe,
And in a thousand trillion years, on a far off planet through the stratosphere,
You and I will be together again, cause love doesn't care about time and space.
But instead of humans we will be, two little rocks on a windswept beach,
And we′ll sit there for the rest of time 'til the grass gets greener on our side.
