| Song | A Place Aside |
| Artist | Beth Orton |
| Album | Comfort Of Strangers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : ORTON ELIZABETH CAROLINE+ORTON BETH | |
| 作词 : Orton | |
| I do still sometimes put my hand across | |
| And imagine yours gets placed on top | |
| We drive along these empty streets | |
| Same old ones they’ve always been | |
| I can still hear your heartbeat in the dark | |
| We’re still setting up the same old sparks | |
| Pull me close and we lay still | |
| Wrap my toes around your heel | |
| And we’re talking as i write this song | |
| Unfolding as we go along | |
| And i suppose we really do | |
| I suppose it must be true | |
| There will always be a place aside | |
| For you... | |
| I do still sometimes stare into your gaze | |
| The way we’d stay for days and days ‘skuze me but this seat is taken | |
| They’ve been a while but i’m still waiting | |
| And if i light these matches just to watch ‘em burn | |
| And i forget to keep myself warm | |
| And i forgot how to sing my song | |
| Then i suppose i really do | |
| I suppose it must be true | |
| But there will always be a place aside | |
| For you |
| zuo qu : ORTON ELIZABETH CAROLINE ORTON BETH | |
| zuo ci : Orton | |
| I do still sometimes put my hand across | |
| And imagine yours gets placed on top | |
| We drive along these empty streets | |
| Same old ones they' ve always been | |
| I can still hear your heartbeat in the dark | |
| We' re still setting up the same old sparks | |
| Pull me close and we lay still | |
| Wrap my toes around your heel | |
| And we' re talking as i write this song | |
| Unfolding as we go along | |
| And i suppose we really do | |
| I suppose it must be true | |
| There will always be a place aside | |
| For you... | |
| I do still sometimes stare into your gaze | |
| The way we' d stay for days and days ' skuze me but this seat is taken | |
| They' ve been a while but i' m still waiting | |
| And if i light these matches just to watch ' em burn | |
| And i forget to keep myself warm | |
| And i forgot how to sing my song | |
| Then i suppose i really do | |
| I suppose it must be true | |
| But there will always be a place aside | |
| For you |
| zuò qǔ : ORTON ELIZABETH CAROLINE ORTON BETH | |
| zuò cí : Orton | |
| I do still sometimes put my hand across | |
| And imagine yours gets placed on top | |
| We drive along these empty streets | |
| Same old ones they' ve always been | |
| I can still hear your heartbeat in the dark | |
| We' re still setting up the same old sparks | |
| Pull me close and we lay still | |
| Wrap my toes around your heel | |
| And we' re talking as i write this song | |
| Unfolding as we go along | |
| And i suppose we really do | |
| I suppose it must be true | |
| There will always be a place aside | |
| For you... | |
| I do still sometimes stare into your gaze | |
| The way we' d stay for days and days ' skuze me but this seat is taken | |
| They' ve been a while but i' m still waiting | |
| And if i light these matches just to watch ' em burn | |
| And i forget to keep myself warm | |
| And i forgot how to sing my song | |
| Then i suppose i really do | |
| I suppose it must be true | |
| But there will always be a place aside | |
| For you |