Song | The Forecast (Calls For Pain) - Live At The BBC |
Artist | Robert Cray |
Album | Robert Cray Live At The BBC |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Plenn, Walker | |
Jason Mraz - Forecast | |
Well I heard that it might be raining | |
bed sheets and lover's words | |
Let's throw out the hotel comforter | |
and hang the 'do not disturb' | |
Sign me up for the storm | |
I'll wear my suit for the shower | |
Cause I'll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour | |
And when the darkness falls under your hair, | |
there I'll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, | |
delicate like a snowflake | |
Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, | |
I can taste you all over my face | |
And everyone might find it foolish | |
to not be counting on the sun | |
But your mouth is my umbrella now | |
Because I'm holding your tongue | |
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I'll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
There's a good chance in hell | |
Like cats and dogs we'll be flying | |
And I'm no weatherman | |
But you are lightning, striking | |
Here comes that sun | |
Want rain | |
All at once | |
How it sing | |
In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud | |
And await for the warning of another come down | |
Because the water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks | |
My well holds plenty for penny wishin' in your deep end | |
And when the lights go out, no doubt, with you I'll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I'll be | |
because crazy is the forecast all week long | |
Crazy is the forecast |
zuo ci : Plenn, Walker | |
Jason Mraz Forecast | |
Well I heard that it might be raining | |
bed sheets and lover' s words | |
Let' s throw out the hotel comforter | |
and hang the ' do not disturb' | |
Sign me up for the storm | |
I' ll wear my suit for the shower | |
Cause I' ll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour | |
And when the darkness falls under your hair, | |
there I' ll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, | |
delicate like a snowflake | |
Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, | |
I can taste you all over my face | |
And everyone might find it foolish | |
to not be counting on the sun | |
But your mouth is my umbrella now | |
Because I' m holding your tongue | |
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
There' s a good chance in hell | |
Like cats and dogs we' ll be flying | |
And I' m no weatherman | |
But you are lightning, striking | |
Here comes that sun | |
Want rain | |
All at once | |
How it sing | |
In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud | |
And await for the warning of another come down | |
Because the water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks | |
My well holds plenty for penny wishin' in your deep end | |
And when the lights go out, no doubt, with you I' ll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
because crazy is the forecast all week long | |
Crazy is the forecast |
zuò cí : Plenn, Walker | |
Jason Mraz Forecast | |
Well I heard that it might be raining | |
bed sheets and lover' s words | |
Let' s throw out the hotel comforter | |
and hang the ' do not disturb' | |
Sign me up for the storm | |
I' ll wear my suit for the shower | |
Cause I' ll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour | |
And when the darkness falls under your hair, | |
there I' ll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, | |
delicate like a snowflake | |
Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, | |
I can taste you all over my face | |
And everyone might find it foolish | |
to not be counting on the sun | |
But your mouth is my umbrella now | |
Because I' m holding your tongue | |
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
There' s a good chance in hell | |
Like cats and dogs we' ll be flying | |
And I' m no weatherman | |
But you are lightning, striking | |
Here comes that sun | |
Want rain | |
All at once | |
How it sing | |
In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud | |
And await for the warning of another come down | |
Because the water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks | |
My well holds plenty for penny wishin' in your deep end | |
And when the lights go out, no doubt, with you I' ll be | |
And crazy is the forecast all week | |
And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
because crazy is the forecast all week long | |
Crazy is the forecast |