Song | The People That You Never Get To Love |
Artist | Susannah McCorkle |
Album | From Bessie To Brazil |
作词 : Holmes | |
You?re browsing in a second hand book store | |
And you see him in non-fiction V-Y | |
He looks up from world war two | |
And then you catch him, catch him, catch him in his eye | |
So you quickly turn away a wishful stare | |
And take a sudden interest in your shoes | |
If you only had the courage but you don?t | |
And he turns and leaves and you both lose | |
And you think about the people that you never get to love | |
It's not as if you even had the chance | |
So many worth a second life but rarely do you get a second glance | |
Until fate cuts in on your dance | |
And you?ll see him on a train that you just missed | |
At a bus stop where your bus will never stop | |
Or in a passing Buick when you?ve been pulled over by a traffic cop | |
Or you?ll share an elevator, just you two | |
And rise in solemn silence to your floor | |
Like the fool you are, you get off | |
And he leaves your life behind a closing door | |
And you think about the people that you never get to love | |
That poem you intended to begin | |
The saddest that anyone has ever said are ?Lord what might have been? | |
But no one ever said you get to win | |
Still you?ll never going to miss what you don?t know | |
And you don?t know who you?ll meet at half past three | |
It could be a total stranger who looks just a little bit like me | |
One of the people that you never get to love | |
One of the people that you never get to love | |
The people that you never get to love |
zuò cí : Holmes | |
You? re browsing in a second hand book store | |
And you see him in nonfiction VY | |
He looks up from world war two | |
And then you catch him, catch him, catch him in his eye | |
So you quickly turn away a wishful stare | |
And take a sudden interest in your shoes | |
If you only had the courage but you don? t | |
And he turns and leaves and you both lose | |
And you think about the people that you never get to love | |
It' s not as if you even had the chance | |
So many worth a second life but rarely do you get a second glance | |
Until fate cuts in on your dance | |
And you? ll see him on a train that you just missed | |
At a bus stop where your bus will never stop | |
Or in a passing Buick when you? ve been pulled over by a traffic cop | |
Or you? ll share an elevator, just you two | |
And rise in solemn silence to your floor | |
Like the fool you are, you get off | |
And he leaves your life behind a closing door | |
And you think about the people that you never get to love | |
That poem you intended to begin | |
The saddest that anyone has ever said are nbsp? Lord what might have been? | |
But no one ever said you get to win | |
Still you? ll never going to miss what you don? t know | |
And you don? t know who you? ll meet at half past three | |
It could be a total stranger who looks just a little bit like me | |
One of the people that you never get to love | |
One of the people that you never get to love | |
The people that you never get to love |