Song | On My Own, Again |
Artist | Reality Club |
Album | What Do You Really Know? |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
作曲 : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I’m into you. | |
Emotions rising, hope we kissin’. | |
Now I’m on my own again | |
They say she paints with only red, I’d like to show her all the colours. | |
They say she likes to stay in bed, it would be better if we’re together. | |
I’m looking for you silently I know you’re not the kind of girl who stays for long. | |
I know too much of things unsaid I wish I knew you when I had my wits about. | |
Again, on my own, again. | |
Disillusioned for the night, wide awake while you’re asleep. | |
I’m dancing without care, a pair of eyes you’ll never meet. | |
‘Cause some might say the road to hell is paved with good intentions | |
I’ve drawn the line that’s blurred with time but I won’t be the one to give you false pretentions | |
Again, on my own. | |
Again, on my own. | |
As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I’m into you. | |
Emotions rising, hope we kissin’. | |
Well now I’m on my own again | |
Again, on my own. | |
Again, on my own. |
zuo ci : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
zuo qu : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
Now I' m on my own again | |
They say she paints with only red, I' d like to show her all the colours. | |
They say she likes to stay in bed, it would be better if we' re together. | |
I' m looking for you silently I know you' re not the kind of girl who stays for long. | |
I know too much of things unsaid I wish I knew you when I had my wits about. | |
Again, on my own, again. | |
Disillusioned for the night, wide awake while you' re asleep. | |
I' m dancing without care, a pair of eyes you' ll never meet. | |
' Cause some might say the road to hell is paved with good intentions | |
I' ve drawn the line that' s blurred with time but I won' t be the one to give you false pretentions | |
Again, on my own. | |
Again, on my own. | |
As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
Well now I' m on my own again | |
Again, on my own. | |
Again, on my own. |
zuò cí : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
zuò qǔ : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
Now I' m on my own again | |
They say she paints with only red, I' d like to show her all the colours. | |
They say she likes to stay in bed, it would be better if we' re together. | |
I' m looking for you silently I know you' re not the kind of girl who stays for long. | |
I know too much of things unsaid I wish I knew you when I had my wits about. | |
Again, on my own, again. | |
Disillusioned for the night, wide awake while you' re asleep. | |
I' m dancing without care, a pair of eyes you' ll never meet. | |
' Cause some might say the road to hell is paved with good intentions | |
I' ve drawn the line that' s blurred with time but I won' t be the one to give you false pretentions | |
Again, on my own. | |
Again, on my own. | |
As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
Well now I' m on my own again | |
Again, on my own. | |
Again, on my own. |