Song | Dead Roses |
Artist | Emin |
Album | After the Thunder |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Emin Agalarov/Mark Read/Patrick Mascall | |
(Emin Agalarov/Mark Read/Patrick Mascall) | |
It never seemed to matter | |
Whatever laid ahead | |
There was no way to measure | |
The happiness we had | |
Hold on | |
Never gonna let it slip away | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We'd lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there's dead roses on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I'm still trying to figure out | |
Why it's you and I, you and I no more | |
I tried to make it better | |
Tried to understand | |
You and I together | |
It never had an end | |
Hold on | |
Never thought I'd let you slip away | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We'd lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there's dead roses on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I'm still trying to figure out | |
Why it's you and I, you and I no more | |
Ooooo, oooo, | |
You and I, You and I no more | |
Ooooo, oooo, | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We'd lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there's dead roses | |
on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I'm still trying to figure out | |
Why it's you and I, | |
you and I no more | |
You and I, You and I no more |
zuo qu : Emin Agalarov Mark Read Patrick Mascall | |
Emin Agalarov Mark Read Patrick Mascall | |
It never seemed to matter | |
Whatever laid ahead | |
There was no way to measure | |
The happiness we had | |
Hold on | |
Never gonna let it slip away | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We' d lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there' s dead roses on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I' m still trying to figure out | |
Why it' s you and I, you and I no more | |
I tried to make it better | |
Tried to understand | |
You and I together | |
It never had an end | |
Hold on | |
Never thought I' d let you slip away | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We' d lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there' s dead roses on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I' m still trying to figure out | |
Why it' s you and I, you and I no more | |
Ooooo, oooo, | |
You and I, You and I no more | |
Ooooo, oooo, | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We' d lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there' s dead roses | |
on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I' m still trying to figure out | |
Why it' s you and I, | |
you and I no more | |
You and I, You and I no more |
zuò qǔ : Emin Agalarov Mark Read Patrick Mascall | |
Emin Agalarov Mark Read Patrick Mascall | |
It never seemed to matter | |
Whatever laid ahead | |
There was no way to measure | |
The happiness we had | |
Hold on | |
Never gonna let it slip away | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We' d lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there' s dead roses on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I' m still trying to figure out | |
Why it' s you and I, you and I no more | |
I tried to make it better | |
Tried to understand | |
You and I together | |
It never had an end | |
Hold on | |
Never thought I' d let you slip away | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We' d lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there' s dead roses on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I' m still trying to figure out | |
Why it' s you and I, you and I no more | |
Ooooo, oooo, | |
You and I, You and I no more | |
Ooooo, oooo, | |
With your head upon my shoulder | |
We' d lie awake at night | |
And talk about forever | |
Until the morning light | |
Now there' s dead roses | |
on the table | |
And petals on the floor | |
I' m still trying to figure out | |
Why it' s you and I, | |
you and I no more | |
You and I, You and I no more |