Song | Home Alone |
Artist | Jørg |
Album | We call it blues! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jörg Vincent Klein | |
作曲 : Jörg Vincent Klein/Markus Maier | |
Home alone | |
You sit home alone | |
got your eyes on the phone | |
and you wait for someone to call you | |
the world around | |
has stopped it’s sound | |
you can hear the snow falling down | |
You think of all the good times and remember all the bad | |
the people you met and the mess that you made | |
thoughts about the things you moved, and jobs still to do | |
although you were angry you tried it in a friendly way | |
Still you sit there at home | |
with your hands by the phone | |
and you hope that someone will need you | |
You know it won`t ring | |
and it feels like a sting | |
pierced into your mind | |
most of time you know that it`s good to stay alone | |
`cause you`re sure to bring only sorrow and pain | |
Only just a little candlelight deep inside your heart | |
that`s all to get warmed in this days | |
So you`re still here alone | |
with your eyes on the phone | |
and you hope for someone to lean on | |
behind that make-up | |
in a moment of flaw | |
you can feel melancholy crossed your way | |
You sit home alone | |
dissapointed to the bone | |
and forgot what they called ‘christmas time’ |
zuo ci : J rg Vincent Klein | |
zuo qu : J rg Vincent Klein Markus Maier | |
Home alone | |
You sit home alone | |
got your eyes on the phone | |
and you wait for someone to call you | |
the world around | |
has stopped it' s sound | |
you can hear the snow falling down | |
You think of all the good times and remember all the bad | |
the people you met and the mess that you made | |
thoughts about the things you moved, and jobs still to do | |
although you were angry you tried it in a friendly way | |
Still you sit there at home | |
with your hands by the phone | |
and you hope that someone will need you | |
You know it won t ring | |
and it feels like a sting | |
pierced into your mind | |
most of time you know that it s good to stay alone | |
cause you re sure to bring only sorrow and pain | |
Only just a little candlelight deep inside your heart | |
that s all to get warmed in this days | |
So you re still here alone | |
with your eyes on the phone | |
and you hope for someone to lean on | |
behind that makeup | |
in a moment of flaw | |
you can feel melancholy crossed your way | |
You sit home alone | |
dissapointed to the bone | |
and forgot what they called ' christmas time' |
zuò cí : J rg Vincent Klein | |
zuò qǔ : J rg Vincent Klein Markus Maier | |
Home alone | |
You sit home alone | |
got your eyes on the phone | |
and you wait for someone to call you | |
the world around | |
has stopped it' s sound | |
you can hear the snow falling down | |
You think of all the good times and remember all the bad | |
the people you met and the mess that you made | |
thoughts about the things you moved, and jobs still to do | |
although you were angry you tried it in a friendly way | |
Still you sit there at home | |
with your hands by the phone | |
and you hope that someone will need you | |
You know it won t ring | |
and it feels like a sting | |
pierced into your mind | |
most of time you know that it s good to stay alone | |
cause you re sure to bring only sorrow and pain | |
Only just a little candlelight deep inside your heart | |
that s all to get warmed in this days | |
So you re still here alone | |
with your eyes on the phone | |
and you hope for someone to lean on | |
behind that makeup | |
in a moment of flaw | |
you can feel melancholy crossed your way | |
You sit home alone | |
dissapointed to the bone | |
and forgot what they called ' christmas time' |