Song | The Last Lie I Told |
Artist | Saves the Day |
Album | Through Being Cool |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Conley | |
I'm in a parking lot by myself | |
It's quarter to nine and i've been here since 5:45 | |
Oh, there's no one but i can see some flickering lights | |
I can hear some dogs barking in the back yards | |
And i smell gasoline | |
I wish the sky were open 'cause if there weren't those trees | |
I think i could see for miles | |
The city is just beyond those clouds | |
I guess this is what it's like to be really down | |
And holding out for something | |
Remembering the warm nights | |
Remembering the open arms of two years ago | |
Oh there's nothing like this parking lot | |
And seeing the stars in morning | |
'cause i can see them from where i'm lying | |
I can feel the cold pavement against my skin | |
It's tingling. |
zuo qu : Conley | |
I' m in a parking lot by myself | |
It' s quarter to nine and i' ve been here since 5: 45 | |
Oh, there' s no one but i can see some flickering lights | |
I can hear some dogs barking in the back yards | |
And i smell gasoline | |
I wish the sky were open ' cause if there weren' t those trees | |
I think i could see for miles | |
The city is just beyond those clouds | |
I guess this is what it' s like to be really down | |
And holding out for something | |
Remembering the warm nights | |
Remembering the open arms of two years ago | |
Oh there' s nothing like this parking lot | |
And seeing the stars in morning | |
' cause i can see them from where i' m lying | |
I can feel the cold pavement against my skin | |
It' s tingling. |
zuò qǔ : Conley | |
I' m in a parking lot by myself | |
It' s quarter to nine and i' ve been here since 5: 45 | |
Oh, there' s no one but i can see some flickering lights | |
I can hear some dogs barking in the back yards | |
And i smell gasoline | |
I wish the sky were open ' cause if there weren' t those trees | |
I think i could see for miles | |
The city is just beyond those clouds | |
I guess this is what it' s like to be really down | |
And holding out for something | |
Remembering the warm nights | |
Remembering the open arms of two years ago | |
Oh there' s nothing like this parking lot | |
And seeing the stars in morning | |
' cause i can see them from where i' m lying | |
I can feel the cold pavement against my skin | |
It' s tingling. |