Song | Nothing Can |
Artist | Gemma Hayes |
Album | The Roads Don't Love You |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hayes | |
Can I sit with you, talk for a while? | |
You know you make me feel alive | |
You know you make me wanna try harder | |
Can I tell you about the kick inside | |
How the stupid mess brings out your eyes | |
And all those cities inside | |
And how nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you're with me in here | |
Well I go to the country to find myself | |
Crawl back to the city to lose myself again | |
Under lights this joke is wearing thin | |
Well it's easy to be a winner when you don't know what you've lost | |
It's easy to be a believer in you | |
When nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you're with me in here | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you're with me in here | |
Brought me | |
Here | |
Brought me | |
Here | |
Brought me | |
Here |
zuo qu : Hayes | |
Can I sit with you, talk for a while? | |
You know you make me feel alive | |
You know you make me wanna try harder | |
Can I tell you about the kick inside | |
How the stupid mess brings out your eyes | |
And all those cities inside | |
And how nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you' re with me in here | |
Well I go to the country to find myself | |
Crawl back to the city to lose myself again | |
Under lights this joke is wearing thin | |
Well it' s easy to be a winner when you don' t know what you' ve lost | |
It' s easy to be a believer in you | |
When nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you' re with me in here | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you' re with me in here | |
Brought me | |
Here | |
Brought me | |
Here | |
Brought me | |
Here |
zuò qǔ : Hayes | |
Can I sit with you, talk for a while? | |
You know you make me feel alive | |
You know you make me wanna try harder | |
Can I tell you about the kick inside | |
How the stupid mess brings out your eyes | |
And all those cities inside | |
And how nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you' re with me in here | |
Well I go to the country to find myself | |
Crawl back to the city to lose myself again | |
Under lights this joke is wearing thin | |
Well it' s easy to be a winner when you don' t know what you' ve lost | |
It' s easy to be a believer in you | |
When nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you' re with me in here | |
And now nothing can make me cry | |
A landslide has brought me to a straight road empty | |
And nothing can make me cry | |
The city lights behind me, I know you' re with me in here | |
Brought me | |
Here | |
Brought me | |
Here | |
Brought me | |
Here |