Song | It's My Shadow |
Artist | Ocean Colour Scene |
Album | Moseley Shoals |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Steve Cradock & Simon Fowler & Oscar Harrison & Damon Minchella | |
作词 : Ocean Colour Scene | |
Who is that upon the stairs acting like he don't know where and who is laying down all the cards and giving me the wrong things to say and like a wheel on the table | |
He's a Cain to my | |
Abel: Oh.....it's my shadow | |
A confessor to my dreams casting ribbons round my feet | |
Oh.....into my day | |
It's my shadow | |
Making eyes until the sun lights the daytime as she comes | |
Oh..... into my day | |
Happy in the time when | |
I would have been there to see you | |
Happy in the time when | |
I would have been there at all | |
Happy when the night is gone and | |
I believe you | |
Happy when the night is gone and | |
I need a call | |
Who is chasing in the wind all the letters never sent and who is dusting down the stars and giving me the wrong moves to make. | |
And like a wheel on the table, he's a | |
Cain to my | |
Abel dancing upon the floor, its my shadow making eyes until the sun blinds the daytime as she comes | |
Oh.....into my day | |
Its my shadow | |
Like a willow to my stream casting heaven round my feet | |
Oh.....into my day. | |
When you find that things are getting wild is that the hardest smile that you can ever feel. | |
Paralysed until the sun lights the daytime as she comes. | |
And if my shadow comes a creeping | |
Then I'll always find me sleeping in the sun. |
zuo qu : Steve Cradock Simon Fowler Oscar Harrison Damon Minchella | |
zuo ci : Ocean Colour Scene | |
Who is that upon the stairs acting like he don' t know where and who is laying down all the cards and giving me the wrong things to say and like a wheel on the table | |
He' s a Cain to my | |
Abel: Oh..... it' s my shadow | |
A confessor to my dreams casting ribbons round my feet | |
Oh..... into my day | |
It' s my shadow | |
Making eyes until the sun lights the daytime as she comes | |
Oh..... into my day | |
Happy in the time when | |
I would have been there to see you | |
Happy in the time when | |
I would have been there at all | |
Happy when the night is gone and | |
I believe you | |
Happy when the night is gone and | |
I need a call | |
Who is chasing in the wind all the letters never sent and who is dusting down the stars and giving me the wrong moves to make. | |
And like a wheel on the table, he' s a | |
Cain to my | |
Abel dancing upon the floor, its my shadow making eyes until the sun blinds the daytime as she comes | |
Oh..... into my day | |
Its my shadow | |
Like a willow to my stream casting heaven round my feet | |
Oh..... into my day. | |
When you find that things are getting wild is that the hardest smile that you can ever feel. | |
Paralysed until the sun lights the daytime as she comes. | |
And if my shadow comes a creeping | |
Then I' ll always find me sleeping in the sun. |
zuò qǔ : Steve Cradock Simon Fowler Oscar Harrison Damon Minchella | |
zuò cí : Ocean Colour Scene | |
Who is that upon the stairs acting like he don' t know where and who is laying down all the cards and giving me the wrong things to say and like a wheel on the table | |
He' s a Cain to my | |
Abel: Oh..... it' s my shadow | |
A confessor to my dreams casting ribbons round my feet | |
Oh..... into my day | |
It' s my shadow | |
Making eyes until the sun lights the daytime as she comes | |
Oh..... into my day | |
Happy in the time when | |
I would have been there to see you | |
Happy in the time when | |
I would have been there at all | |
Happy when the night is gone and | |
I believe you | |
Happy when the night is gone and | |
I need a call | |
Who is chasing in the wind all the letters never sent and who is dusting down the stars and giving me the wrong moves to make. | |
And like a wheel on the table, he' s a | |
Cain to my | |
Abel dancing upon the floor, its my shadow making eyes until the sun blinds the daytime as she comes | |
Oh..... into my day | |
Its my shadow | |
Like a willow to my stream casting heaven round my feet | |
Oh..... into my day. | |
When you find that things are getting wild is that the hardest smile that you can ever feel. | |
Paralysed until the sun lights the daytime as she comes. | |
And if my shadow comes a creeping | |
Then I' ll always find me sleeping in the sun. |