Song | The Piccadilly Trail |
Artist | The Style Council |
Album | The Sound Of The Style Council |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Weller | |
What you asked for is what i gave | |
No questions stopped at and nothing saved | |
From my scarcity of presence to my rarely seen bed | |
I took you in hoping that you'd be a friend | |
Now i'm so scared of the weeks ahead | |
What i dreamed of i saw in you | |
I needed someone that i could trust too | |
But you smashed down all my faith with your callous lies | |
From the etching of daybreak to the canvas of moonlight | |
And now i'm so scared that your reveal what's mine | |
The trail, you led me down | |
Betrayal, you let me down | |
The trail, i'm so ashamed of you | |
Now i'm so scared of the weeks ahead | |
From the silence | |
I'm lost here in my lonely room | |
Tears are what brought you | |
Now you brought gloom | |
In the fading light of sun | |
I hear my empty heart bloom | |
Can you ever explain your need to cause me pain | |
I hear the whispers in the soho cafes | |
The poison gossip of the 10 'p' arcades | |
Of looks and the stares of those who know | |
Now their hateful eyes are the ones i close | |
And i'm so scared of the years ahead |
zuo qu : Paul Weller | |
What you asked for is what i gave | |
No questions stopped at and nothing saved | |
From my scarcity of presence to my rarely seen bed | |
I took you in hoping that you' d be a friend | |
Now i' m so scared of the weeks ahead | |
What i dreamed of i saw in you | |
I needed someone that i could trust too | |
But you smashed down all my faith with your callous lies | |
From the etching of daybreak to the canvas of moonlight | |
And now i' m so scared that your reveal what' s mine | |
The trail, you led me down | |
Betrayal, you let me down | |
The trail, i' m so ashamed of you | |
Now i' m so scared of the weeks ahead | |
From the silence | |
I' m lost here in my lonely room | |
Tears are what brought you | |
Now you brought gloom | |
In the fading light of sun | |
I hear my empty heart bloom | |
Can you ever explain your need to cause me pain | |
I hear the whispers in the soho cafes | |
The poison gossip of the 10 ' p' arcades | |
Of looks and the stares of those who know | |
Now their hateful eyes are the ones i close | |
And i' m so scared of the years ahead |
zuò qǔ : Paul Weller | |
What you asked for is what i gave | |
No questions stopped at and nothing saved | |
From my scarcity of presence to my rarely seen bed | |
I took you in hoping that you' d be a friend | |
Now i' m so scared of the weeks ahead | |
What i dreamed of i saw in you | |
I needed someone that i could trust too | |
But you smashed down all my faith with your callous lies | |
From the etching of daybreak to the canvas of moonlight | |
And now i' m so scared that your reveal what' s mine | |
The trail, you led me down | |
Betrayal, you let me down | |
The trail, i' m so ashamed of you | |
Now i' m so scared of the weeks ahead | |
From the silence | |
I' m lost here in my lonely room | |
Tears are what brought you | |
Now you brought gloom | |
In the fading light of sun | |
I hear my empty heart bloom | |
Can you ever explain your need to cause me pain | |
I hear the whispers in the soho cafes | |
The poison gossip of the 10 ' p' arcades | |
Of looks and the stares of those who know | |
Now their hateful eyes are the ones i close | |
And i' m so scared of the years ahead |