Song | Get Lonely |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | Get Lonely |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
I will rise up early | |
And dress myself up nice | |
And I will leave the house | |
And check the deadlock twice | |
And I will find a crowd | |
And blend in for a minute | |
And I will try to find | |
A little comfort in it | |
And I will get lonely | |
And gasp for air | |
And send your name off from my lips | |
Like a signal flare | |
And I will go downtown | |
Stand in the shadows of the buildings | |
And button up my coat | |
Trying to stay strong, spirit willing | |
And I will come back home | |
Maybe call some friends | |
Maybe paint some pictures | |
It all depends | |
And I will get lonely | |
And gasp for air | |
And look up at the high windows | |
And see your face up there |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
I will rise up early | |
And dress myself up nice | |
And I will leave the house | |
And check the deadlock twice | |
And I will find a crowd | |
And blend in for a minute | |
And I will try to find | |
A little comfort in it | |
And I will get lonely | |
And gasp for air | |
And send your name off from my lips | |
Like a signal flare | |
And I will go downtown | |
Stand in the shadows of the buildings | |
And button up my coat | |
Trying to stay strong, spirit willing | |
And I will come back home | |
Maybe call some friends | |
Maybe paint some pictures | |
It all depends | |
And I will get lonely | |
And gasp for air | |
And look up at the high windows | |
And see your face up there |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
I will rise up early | |
And dress myself up nice | |
And I will leave the house | |
And check the deadlock twice | |
And I will find a crowd | |
And blend in for a minute | |
And I will try to find | |
A little comfort in it | |
And I will get lonely | |
And gasp for air | |
And send your name off from my lips | |
Like a signal flare | |
And I will go downtown | |
Stand in the shadows of the buildings | |
And button up my coat | |
Trying to stay strong, spirit willing | |
And I will come back home | |
Maybe call some friends | |
Maybe paint some pictures | |
It all depends | |
And I will get lonely | |
And gasp for air | |
And look up at the high windows | |
And see your face up there |