Song | The Spice Of Life |
Artist | Everything But the Girl |
Album | Eden |
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作词 : Thorn, Thron | |
something has come between me and the world that knew | |
what I thought wild last is falling apart in the face of something new | |
how can I explain that I had no choice | |
the sound of the waves fills her ears and drowns out my voice | |
and I'm just too far away for her to believe what I say | |
she couldn't hear me, she wouldn't listen anyway | |
how can I write a letter the post is so slow | |
if I'm to disappoint her then that's something she ought to know | |
I can just hear her voice fall as I wait here alone | |
how can so much harm be done by just two minutes spent on the phone | |
you say that things will get better | |
but she would hate me if I let her | |
and she reads so much in every word that I say | |
I thought that being apart would lust bring us some variety | |
but after some time it seems clear that she's changed in a different way from | |
me | |
and I would like to shout at someone but no one's to blame | |
it's just her it's just me and everything that is | |
just not the same | |
sometimes I would turn back the clock | |
and recapture all that we've lost | |
but I couldn't give up all that we have today |
zuo ci : Thorn, Thron | |
something has come between me and the world that knew | |
what I thought wild last is falling apart in the face of something new | |
how can I explain that I had no choice | |
the sound of the waves fills her ears and drowns out my voice | |
and I' m just too far away for her to believe what I say | |
she couldn' t hear me, she wouldn' t listen anyway | |
how can I write a letter the post is so slow | |
if I' m to disappoint her then that' s something she ought to know | |
I can just hear her voice fall as I wait here alone | |
how can so much harm be done by just two minutes spent on the phone | |
you say that things will get better | |
but she would hate me if I let her | |
and she reads so much in every word that I say | |
I thought that being apart would lust bring us some variety | |
but after some time it seems clear that she' s changed in a different way from | |
me | |
and I would like to shout at someone but no one' s to blame | |
it' s just her it' s just me and everything that is | |
just not the same | |
sometimes I would turn back the clock | |
and recapture all that we' ve lost | |
but I couldn' t give up all that we have today |
zuò cí : Thorn, Thron | |
something has come between me and the world that knew | |
what I thought wild last is falling apart in the face of something new | |
how can I explain that I had no choice | |
the sound of the waves fills her ears and drowns out my voice | |
and I' m just too far away for her to believe what I say | |
she couldn' t hear me, she wouldn' t listen anyway | |
how can I write a letter the post is so slow | |
if I' m to disappoint her then that' s something she ought to know | |
I can just hear her voice fall as I wait here alone | |
how can so much harm be done by just two minutes spent on the phone | |
you say that things will get better | |
but she would hate me if I let her | |
and she reads so much in every word that I say | |
I thought that being apart would lust bring us some variety | |
but after some time it seems clear that she' s changed in a different way from | |
me | |
and I would like to shout at someone but no one' s to blame | |
it' s just her it' s just me and everything that is | |
just not the same | |
sometimes I would turn back the clock | |
and recapture all that we' ve lost | |
but I couldn' t give up all that we have today |