| Song | Locked in a Room |
| Artist | Oren Lavie |
| Album | The Opposite Side of the Sea |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lavie | |
| Locked in a room with a sink and a broom | |
| And the walls are all white | |
| But you think it's alright' | |
| Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge | |
| Which is covered in frost | |
| And a man comes a cross | |
| Locked in a room that is nothing but walls | |
| And you search for a chair | |
| But there's nothing at all | |
| And the one thing you find when you look at the floor | |
| Is a key, but there isn't a door | |
| Now that you're locked in a room | |
| There is room to assume | |
| You are there for a cause | |
| You're not sure what it was | |
| When you're locked in a room | |
| Locked within a room of memory | |
| Locked within a room you stand | |
| Locked up away with no light of day | |
| Locked in a room you begin | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| Locked in a room with your memory far | |
| You don't know where it is | |
| But you know where you are | |
| In the dark of a room with a wall out of which | |
| Comes a lamp, but there isn't a switch | |
| Locked in a room it is small it is not | |
| It is empty and cold so you fill it with thoughts | |
| Of a wonderful nature, and various sizes you doubt | |
| You could think your way out | |
| Now that the room 'cause you're locked | |
| And the moon is not lock and nobody's speaking | |
| The silence is ticking | |
| When you're locked in a room | |
| Locked within a room of memory | |
| Locked within a room you stand | |
| Locked up away with no light of day | |
| Locked in the room you begin | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| Locked in a room with a sink and a broom | |
| And the walls are all white | |
| But you think it's alright' | |
| Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge | |
| Which is covered in frost | |
| And a man comes across | |
| And a man comes across | |
| Comes across |
| zuo qu : Lavie | |
| Locked in a room with a sink and a broom | |
| And the walls are all white | |
| But you think it' s alright' | |
| Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge | |
| Which is covered in frost | |
| And a man comes a cross | |
| Locked in a room that is nothing but walls | |
| And you search for a chair | |
| But there' s nothing at all | |
| And the one thing you find when you look at the floor | |
| Is a key, but there isn' t a door | |
| Now that you' re locked in a room | |
| There is room to assume | |
| You are there for a cause | |
| You' re not sure what it was | |
| When you' re locked in a room | |
| Locked within a room of memory | |
| Locked within a room you stand | |
| Locked up away with no light of day | |
| Locked in a room you begin | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| Locked in a room with your memory far | |
| You don' t know where it is | |
| But you know where you are | |
| In the dark of a room with a wall out of which | |
| Comes a lamp, but there isn' t a switch | |
| Locked in a room it is small it is not | |
| It is empty and cold so you fill it with thoughts | |
| Of a wonderful nature, and various sizes you doubt | |
| You could think your way out | |
| Now that the room ' cause you' re locked | |
| And the moon is not lock and nobody' s speaking | |
| The silence is ticking | |
| When you' re locked in a room | |
| Locked within a room of memory | |
| Locked within a room you stand | |
| Locked up away with no light of day | |
| Locked in the room you begin | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| Locked in a room with a sink and a broom | |
| And the walls are all white | |
| But you think it' s alright' | |
| Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge | |
| Which is covered in frost | |
| And a man comes across | |
| And a man comes across | |
| Comes across |
| zuò qǔ : Lavie | |
| Locked in a room with a sink and a broom | |
| And the walls are all white | |
| But you think it' s alright' | |
| Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge | |
| Which is covered in frost | |
| And a man comes a cross | |
| Locked in a room that is nothing but walls | |
| And you search for a chair | |
| But there' s nothing at all | |
| And the one thing you find when you look at the floor | |
| Is a key, but there isn' t a door | |
| Now that you' re locked in a room | |
| There is room to assume | |
| You are there for a cause | |
| You' re not sure what it was | |
| When you' re locked in a room | |
| Locked within a room of memory | |
| Locked within a room you stand | |
| Locked up away with no light of day | |
| Locked in a room you begin | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| Locked in a room with your memory far | |
| You don' t know where it is | |
| But you know where you are | |
| In the dark of a room with a wall out of which | |
| Comes a lamp, but there isn' t a switch | |
| Locked in a room it is small it is not | |
| It is empty and cold so you fill it with thoughts | |
| Of a wonderful nature, and various sizes you doubt | |
| You could think your way out | |
| Now that the room ' cause you' re locked | |
| And the moon is not lock and nobody' s speaking | |
| The silence is ticking | |
| When you' re locked in a room | |
| Locked within a room of memory | |
| Locked within a room you stand | |
| Locked up away with no light of day | |
| Locked in the room you begin | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| To find your way out | |
| You find your way in | |
| Locked in a room with a sink and a broom | |
| And the walls are all white | |
| But you think it' s alright' | |
| Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge | |
| Which is covered in frost | |
| And a man comes across | |
| And a man comes across | |
| Comes across |