Song | Mary Ellen Makes The Moment Count |
Artist | a-ha |
Album | Minor Earth, Major Sky |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Waaktaar | |
Mary cries out, "For the love of God" | |
As she's walking out the laundromat | |
Down the street and it's the short way home | |
Feeling special 'cause she's so alone | |
But we know | |
The world's full of lonely people | |
And it shows | |
The world's full of lonely people | |
She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door | |
Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor | |
Writes a poem and turns the radio on | |
Every singer sings the same old song | |
And it goes | |
"The world's full of lonely people" | |
And it shows | |
The world's full of lonely people | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
But at least I was around | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
At least I was around | |
Mary Ellen makes the moment count | |
As she's looking through old photographs | |
Pictures taken from an early age | |
Faces look back at her from the page | |
And they say | |
The world's full of lonely people | |
It's okay | |
The world's full of lonely people | |
It's okay | |
The world's full of lonely people | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
But at least I was around | |
I was around | |
I was around | |
I was around | |
Mary Ellen makes the moment count |
zuo ci : Waaktaar | |
Mary cries out, " For the love of God" | |
As she' s walking out the laundromat | |
Down the street and it' s the short way home | |
Feeling special ' cause she' s so alone | |
But we know | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
And it shows | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door | |
Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor | |
Writes a poem and turns the radio on | |
Every singer sings the same old song | |
And it goes | |
" The world' s full of lonely people" | |
And it shows | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
But at least I was around | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
At least I was around | |
Mary Ellen makes the moment count | |
As she' s looking through old photographs | |
Pictures taken from an early age | |
Faces look back at her from the page | |
And they say | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
It' s okay | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
It' s okay | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
But at least I was around | |
I was around | |
I was around | |
I was around | |
Mary Ellen makes the moment count |
zuò cí : Waaktaar | |
Mary cries out, " For the love of God" | |
As she' s walking out the laundromat | |
Down the street and it' s the short way home | |
Feeling special ' cause she' s so alone | |
But we know | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
And it shows | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door | |
Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor | |
Writes a poem and turns the radio on | |
Every singer sings the same old song | |
And it goes | |
" The world' s full of lonely people" | |
And it shows | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
But at least I was around | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
At least I was around | |
Mary Ellen makes the moment count | |
As she' s looking through old photographs | |
Pictures taken from an early age | |
Faces look back at her from the page | |
And they say | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
It' s okay | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
It' s okay | |
The world' s full of lonely people | |
But when she wanted me to go | |
She just had to let it show | |
To bring me down | |
If she wanted me to leave | |
She just wore it on her sleeve | |
But at least I was around | |
I was around | |
I was around | |
I was around | |
Mary Ellen makes the moment count |