Song | Your glasses - US Album Version |
Artist | Maria Mena |
Album | White Turns Blue |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mena, Solvang | |
作词 : MENA, MARIA/SOLVANG, ARVID | |
What could you possibly see in me? | |
Is it my soul hung out to dry? | |
I think my dysfunctional family has shaped it | |
Throughout my life | |
What could you possibly like in me? | |
Do you like my ability to bend? | |
I think my fear of intimacy | |
Has shaped the time we spend | |
No it's not you, it's me | |
And it's not us, it's them | |
And it's not her, it's just the way she moves you? | |
And she kisses harder then me, oh she kisses harder than me | |
And I'll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, is the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me | |
What could you possibly love in me? | |
Is it the way | |
I wear my smile? | |
It hangs from the tip of my tongue you see | |
Oh, this might take awhile | |
No it's not you, it's me | |
And it's not us, it's them | |
Sure it's not her, it's just the way she moves you? | |
And she kisses harder then me, oh she kisses harder than me. | |
And I'll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, is the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me | |
Ooh, ooh, ahh, me | |
Ooh, ooh, me | |
Ooh, ooh, me | |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh | |
And I'll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, was the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me | |
And I've tried to look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, was the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me |
zuo qu : Mena, Solvang | |
zuo ci : MENA, MARIA SOLVANG, ARVID | |
What could you possibly see in me? | |
Is it my soul hung out to dry? | |
I think my dysfunctional family has shaped it | |
Throughout my life | |
What could you possibly like in me? | |
Do you like my ability to bend? | |
I think my fear of intimacy | |
Has shaped the time we spend | |
No it' s not you, it' s me | |
And it' s not us, it' s them | |
And it' s not her, it' s just the way she moves you? | |
And she kisses harder then me, oh she kisses harder than me | |
And I' ll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, is the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me | |
What could you possibly love in me? | |
Is it the way | |
I wear my smile? | |
It hangs from the tip of my tongue you see | |
Oh, this might take awhile | |
No it' s not you, it' s me | |
And it' s not us, it' s them | |
Sure it' s not her, it' s just the way she moves you? | |
And she kisses harder then me, oh she kisses harder than me. | |
And I' ll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, is the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me | |
Ooh, ooh, ahh, me | |
Ooh, ooh, me | |
Ooh, ooh, me | |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh | |
And I' ll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, was the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me | |
And I' ve tried to look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, was the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me |
zuò qǔ : Mena, Solvang | |
zuò cí : MENA, MARIA SOLVANG, ARVID | |
What could you possibly see in me? | |
Is it my soul hung out to dry? | |
I think my dysfunctional family has shaped it | |
Throughout my life | |
What could you possibly like in me? | |
Do you like my ability to bend? | |
I think my fear of intimacy | |
Has shaped the time we spend | |
No it' s not you, it' s me | |
And it' s not us, it' s them | |
And it' s not her, it' s just the way she moves you? | |
And she kisses harder then me, oh she kisses harder than me | |
And I' ll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, is the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me | |
What could you possibly love in me? | |
Is it the way | |
I wear my smile? | |
It hangs from the tip of my tongue you see | |
Oh, this might take awhile | |
No it' s not you, it' s me | |
And it' s not us, it' s them | |
Sure it' s not her, it' s just the way she moves you? | |
And she kisses harder then me, oh she kisses harder than me. | |
And I' ll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, is the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me | |
Ooh, ooh, ahh, me | |
Ooh, ooh, me | |
Ooh, ooh, me | |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh | |
And I' ll always look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, was the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me | |
And I' ve tried to look in through your glasses | |
But all I could see, was the spector of me reflected | |
The empty shell of me, the empty shell of me |