作曲 : Ingala | |
Friday night became so lonely, | |
When you came to make a break, | |
And seemed to take all day to make me angry 'cause I | |
Like you, maybe I'm just like you | |
Holding on to something that we know we can not hold | |
or fold it seems we just can't forget | |
Are you frightened, by perfection? | |
Is this who you are, not who you want to be? | |
I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
I made the bus in seconds flat | |
I called your line too many times | |
I'm not obsessed, just impolite. | |
Sunday came and went so quickly | |
Now you say you want me back | |
You will hold on, despite my cons, | |
it seems we're meant to hate it! | |
Being so dependent, | |
But it seems we can believe that we're two peas in this pod | |
we call New York, gets so lonesome. | |
Are you frightened, by neglection? | |
Am I who you want to see yourself to be? | |
I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
I made the bus in seconds flat | |
I called your line too many times | |
I'm not obsessed, just impolite | |
You're stuck on me, you don't know why | |
Can't leave me anytime you try. | |
They say that everybody cries, | |
So don't think twice 'cause it's alright. | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Do I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do | |
I, Tell me I do | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
(repeat to fade) |
zuo qu : Ingala | |
Friday night became so lonely, | |
When you came to make a break, | |
And seemed to take all day to make me angry ' cause I | |
Like you, maybe I' m just like you | |
Holding on to something that we know we can not hold | |
or fold it seems we just can' t forget | |
Are you frightened, by perfection? | |
Is this who you are, not who you want to be? | |
I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
I made the bus in seconds flat | |
I called your line too many times | |
I' m not obsessed, just impolite. | |
Sunday came and went so quickly | |
Now you say you want me back | |
You will hold on, despite my cons, | |
it seems we' re meant to hate it! | |
Being so dependent, | |
But it seems we can believe that we' re two peas in this pod | |
we call New York, gets so lonesome. | |
Are you frightened, by neglection? | |
Am I who you want to see yourself to be? | |
I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
I made the bus in seconds flat | |
I called your line too many times | |
I' m not obsessed, just impolite | |
You' re stuck on me, you don' t know why | |
Can' t leave me anytime you try. | |
They say that everybody cries, | |
So don' t think twice ' cause it' s alright. | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Do I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do | |
I, Tell me I do | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
repeat to fade |
zuò qǔ : Ingala | |
Friday night became so lonely, | |
When you came to make a break, | |
And seemed to take all day to make me angry ' cause I | |
Like you, maybe I' m just like you | |
Holding on to something that we know we can not hold | |
or fold it seems we just can' t forget | |
Are you frightened, by perfection? | |
Is this who you are, not who you want to be? | |
I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
I made the bus in seconds flat | |
I called your line too many times | |
I' m not obsessed, just impolite. | |
Sunday came and went so quickly | |
Now you say you want me back | |
You will hold on, despite my cons, | |
it seems we' re meant to hate it! | |
Being so dependent, | |
But it seems we can believe that we' re two peas in this pod | |
we call New York, gets so lonesome. | |
Are you frightened, by neglection? | |
Am I who you want to see yourself to be? | |
I walk the line like Johnny Cash | |
I made the bus in seconds flat | |
I called your line too many times | |
I' m not obsessed, just impolite | |
You' re stuck on me, you don' t know why | |
Can' t leave me anytime you try. | |
They say that everybody cries, | |
So don' t think twice ' cause it' s alright. | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Stay here, | |
touching you, touching the light in your eyes | |
that keeps coming back | |
Do I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do | |
I, Tell me I do | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
I, Tell me I do, | |
repeat to fade |