Song | Lonelytown |
Artist | Paula Cole |
Album | Courage |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Cole, Lubbock |
[00:26.82] | Spin the globe, stop and start. |
[00:36.30] | Come to a place that's torn apart. |
[00:42.48] | |
[00:45.54] | Here's a secret, it's my heart, |
[00:52.34] | Oh well, |
[00:53.71] | |
[00:55.65] | It's only... |
[01:02.51] | |
[01:05.88] | Broken shutters, whistling wind, |
[01:11.49] | |
[01:13.49] | Vultures circling overhead, |
[01:19.42] | |
[01:20.48] | Tumbleweeds fly, |
[01:22.35] | |
[01:24.35] | Dust in my eyes, |
[01:27.47] | Guess it's not my feelings crying. |
[01:35.19] | |
[01:37.00] | Peeling paint on empty homes, |
[01:43.02] | |
[01:44.83] | Where people lived in this town long ago, |
[01:50.82] | |
[01:52.82] | Packed their bags, nailed down the door, |
[01:58.93] | To Lonelytown. |
[02:06.17] | |
[02:09.35] | Oh I once had a love of my life, |
[02:13.72] | |
[02:14.53] | The sun of my soul. |
[02:21.52] | |
[02:22.58] | But I took him for granted, |
[02:25.64] | |
[02:26.27] | Ignored all the signs, |
[02:29.45] | |
[02:30.08] | And now it's just memories and passing ghosts. |
[02:40.00] | |
[02:40.62] | Spiderwebs and weeds waist high, |
[02:46.87] | |
[02:48.74] | Abandoned schoolyards and rusted wire. |
[02:54.04] | |
[02:56.29] | Looking for love, |
[02:58.10] | |
[03:00.35] | Looking for life, |
[03:02.89] | In Lonelytown. |
[03:10.75] | |
[03:46.34] | If you're lucky with a love of your own. |
[03:53.06] | |
[03:54.18] | Remember this in a nutshell I've told: |
[04:01.10] | Hold them close and don't let go, |
[04:07.59] | |
[04:08.65] | And cherish forevermore. |
[04:16.95] | |
[04:17.70] | Or you will live in Lonelytown. |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Cole, Lubbock |
[00:26.82] | Spin the globe, stop and start. |
[00:36.30] | Come to a place that' s torn apart. |
[00:42.48] | |
[00:45.54] | Here' s a secret, it' s my heart, |
[00:52.34] | Oh well, |
[00:53.71] | |
[00:55.65] | It' s only... |
[01:02.51] | |
[01:05.88] | Broken shutters, whistling wind, |
[01:11.49] | |
[01:13.49] | Vultures circling overhead, |
[01:19.42] | |
[01:20.48] | Tumbleweeds fly, |
[01:22.35] | |
[01:24.35] | Dust in my eyes, |
[01:27.47] | Guess it' s not my feelings crying. |
[01:35.19] | |
[01:37.00] | Peeling paint on empty homes, |
[01:43.02] | |
[01:44.83] | Where people lived in this town long ago, |
[01:50.82] | |
[01:52.82] | Packed their bags, nailed down the door, |
[01:58.93] | To Lonelytown. |
[02:06.17] | |
[02:09.35] | Oh I once had a love of my life, |
[02:13.72] | |
[02:14.53] | The sun of my soul. |
[02:21.52] | |
[02:22.58] | But I took him for granted, |
[02:25.64] | |
[02:26.27] | Ignored all the signs, |
[02:29.45] | |
[02:30.08] | And now it' s just memories and passing ghosts. |
[02:40.00] | |
[02:40.62] | Spiderwebs and weeds waist high, |
[02:46.87] | |
[02:48.74] | Abandoned schoolyards and rusted wire. |
[02:54.04] | |
[02:56.29] | Looking for love, |
[02:58.10] | |
[03:00.35] | Looking for life, |
[03:02.89] | In Lonelytown. |
[03:10.75] | |
[03:46.34] | If you' re lucky with a love of your own. |
[03:53.06] | |
[03:54.18] | Remember this in a nutshell I' ve told: |
[04:01.10] | Hold them close and don' t let go, |
[04:07.59] | |
[04:08.65] | And cherish forevermore. |
[04:16.95] | |
[04:17.70] | Or you will live in Lonelytown. |