| Song | Empty Hand |
| Artist | Eliza Doolittle |
| Album | Eliza Doolittle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Caird Kurstin |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Caird Kurstin |
| [00:15.967] | I don't have the reflection* |
| [00:18.25] | Of anybody checking their face, |
| [00:20.766] | In the shade of my glasses, |
| [00:23.689] | One way ticket on the fast train, |
| [00:26.593] | And I'm solo all the way. |
| [00:31.388] | I could maybe read a novel, |
| [00:33.307] | To push away the truoble, |
| [00:35.571] | That sits in the pit of my tummy, |
| [00:39.248] | But I know that it will find me, |
| [00:42.127] | When I finish the last page. |
| [00:47.187] | An empty hand I wave goodbye, |
| [00:54.410] | I feel a tickle in my eye. |
| [01:00.929] | No I'll never,sever any time, |
| [01:09.632] | Tired of the journey, |
| [01:13.572] | No hand held in mine, |
| [01:16.389] | No I'll never,sever any time, |
| [01:25.328] | Tired of the journey, |
| [01:29.293] | No hand held in mine. |
| [01:46.918] | Will I always feel it more, |
| [01:48.775] | On a day when there's a storm, |
| [01:50.772] | Or a raincloud,so dangerous and lonely, |
| [01:54.798] | No one ever told me, |
| [01:57.607] | That the darkness is my foe, |
| [02:02.421] | And I'll looking out the window, |
| [02:04.274] | And losting both my dimples, |
| [02:06.239] | The end of the ends of my smile |
| [02:10.151] | 'Cause I am a thousand miles, |
| [02:12.807] | From the place I need to go. |
| [02:17.800] | And empty hand I wave goodbye, |
| [02:25.716] | I feel a tickle in my eye. |
| [02:31.975] | No I'll never,sever any time, |
| [02:40.501] | Tired of the journey, |
| [02:44.452] | No hand held in mine, |
| [02:47.301] | No I'll never,sever any time, |
| [02:56.97] | Tired of the journey, |
| [02:59.974] | No hand held in mine. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Caird Kurstin |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : Caird Kurstin |
| [00:15.967] | I don' t have the reflection |
| [00:18.25] | Of anybody checking their face, |
| [00:20.766] | In the shade of my glasses, |
| [00:23.689] | One way ticket on the fast train, |
| [00:26.593] | And I' m solo all the way. |
| [00:31.388] | I could maybe read a novel, |
| [00:33.307] | To push away the truoble, |
| [00:35.571] | That sits in the pit of my tummy, |
| [00:39.248] | But I know that it will find me, |
| [00:42.127] | When I finish the last page. |
| [00:47.187] | An empty hand I wave goodbye, |
| [00:54.410] | I feel a tickle in my eye. |
| [01:00.929] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [01:09.632] | Tired of the journey, |
| [01:13.572] | No hand held in mine, |
| [01:16.389] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [01:25.328] | Tired of the journey, |
| [01:29.293] | No hand held in mine. |
| [01:46.918] | Will I always feel it more, |
| [01:48.775] | On a day when there' s a storm, |
| [01:50.772] | Or a raincloud, so dangerous and lonely, |
| [01:54.798] | No one ever told me, |
| [01:57.607] | That the darkness is my foe, |
| [02:02.421] | And I' ll looking out the window, |
| [02:04.274] | And losting both my dimples, |
| [02:06.239] | The end of the ends of my smile |
| [02:10.151] | ' Cause I am a thousand miles, |
| [02:12.807] | From the place I need to go. |
| [02:17.800] | And empty hand I wave goodbye, |
| [02:25.716] | I feel a tickle in my eye. |
| [02:31.975] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [02:40.501] | Tired of the journey, |
| [02:44.452] | No hand held in mine, |
| [02:47.301] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [02:56.97] | Tired of the journey, |
| [02:59.974] | No hand held in mine. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Caird Kurstin |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Caird Kurstin |
| [00:15.967] | I don' t have the reflection |
| [00:18.25] | Of anybody checking their face, |
| [00:20.766] | In the shade of my glasses, |
| [00:23.689] | One way ticket on the fast train, |
| [00:26.593] | And I' m solo all the way. |
| [00:31.388] | I could maybe read a novel, |
| [00:33.307] | To push away the truoble, |
| [00:35.571] | That sits in the pit of my tummy, |
| [00:39.248] | But I know that it will find me, |
| [00:42.127] | When I finish the last page. |
| [00:47.187] | An empty hand I wave goodbye, |
| [00:54.410] | I feel a tickle in my eye. |
| [01:00.929] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [01:09.632] | Tired of the journey, |
| [01:13.572] | No hand held in mine, |
| [01:16.389] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [01:25.328] | Tired of the journey, |
| [01:29.293] | No hand held in mine. |
| [01:46.918] | Will I always feel it more, |
| [01:48.775] | On a day when there' s a storm, |
| [01:50.772] | Or a raincloud, so dangerous and lonely, |
| [01:54.798] | No one ever told me, |
| [01:57.607] | That the darkness is my foe, |
| [02:02.421] | And I' ll looking out the window, |
| [02:04.274] | And losting both my dimples, |
| [02:06.239] | The end of the ends of my smile |
| [02:10.151] | ' Cause I am a thousand miles, |
| [02:12.807] | From the place I need to go. |
| [02:17.800] | And empty hand I wave goodbye, |
| [02:25.716] | I feel a tickle in my eye. |
| [02:31.975] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [02:40.501] | Tired of the journey, |
| [02:44.452] | No hand held in mine, |
| [02:47.301] | No I' ll never, sever any time, |
| [02:56.97] | Tired of the journey, |
| [02:59.974] | No hand held in mine. |