Song | Cheap Clothes |
Artist | Whitley |
Album | The Submarine |
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作曲 : Greenwood | |
The darkness is creeping in, | |
And the world is a place to hide, | |
I'm on my knees in the cool winter breeze, | |
And I think of you. | |
And I have tried and I have won, | |
And I have done so many things, | |
We'll sit and smile and stand for a while, | |
And I have done so many things. | |
The soil breaks your fall, | |
As you come crashing down like you've done a thousand times before, | |
Your smell's still rich on my nose, | |
As you tore back my cheap clothes. | |
And I have tried and I have won, | |
And I have lost so many things, | |
And we sit and smile and stand for a while, | |
And I have lost so many things. | |
And I still hear your voice, In my house, in my room, | |
You're calling, you're ten feet falling down, | |
Soil will break your fall like it's done a thousand times before, | |
And I still think of you when the night gets cold, | |
When it's cold |
zuo qu : Greenwood | |
The darkness is creeping in, | |
And the world is a place to hide, | |
I' m on my knees in the cool winter breeze, | |
And I think of you. | |
And I have tried and I have won, | |
And I have done so many things, | |
We' ll sit and smile and stand for a while, | |
And I have done so many things. | |
The soil breaks your fall, | |
As you come crashing down like you' ve done a thousand times before, | |
Your smell' s still rich on my nose, | |
As you tore back my cheap clothes. | |
And I have tried and I have won, | |
And I have lost so many things, | |
And we sit and smile and stand for a while, | |
And I have lost so many things. | |
And I still hear your voice, In my house, in my room, | |
You' re calling, you' re ten feet falling down, | |
Soil will break your fall like it' s done a thousand times before, | |
And I still think of you when the night gets cold, | |
When it' s cold |
zuò qǔ : Greenwood | |
The darkness is creeping in, | |
And the world is a place to hide, | |
I' m on my knees in the cool winter breeze, | |
And I think of you. | |
And I have tried and I have won, | |
And I have done so many things, | |
We' ll sit and smile and stand for a while, | |
And I have done so many things. | |
The soil breaks your fall, | |
As you come crashing down like you' ve done a thousand times before, | |
Your smell' s still rich on my nose, | |
As you tore back my cheap clothes. | |
And I have tried and I have won, | |
And I have lost so many things, | |
And we sit and smile and stand for a while, | |
And I have lost so many things. | |
And I still hear your voice, In my house, in my room, | |
You' re calling, you' re ten feet falling down, | |
Soil will break your fall like it' s done a thousand times before, | |
And I still think of you when the night gets cold, | |
When it' s cold |