| Song | Thru These Walls |
| Artist | Phil Collins |
| Album | Hello, I Must Be Going |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Collins | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear it when they're foolin' around | |
| I can hear through these walls and | |
| I hear every sign, every sound | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| In the dark with the shades pulled down | |
| Every word that they say | |
| Every move they make feels it's coming my way | |
| My favorite moment putting the glass up next to the wall | |
| Imagination though | |
| I see nothing, | |
| I hear it all | |
| Putting my sign up do not disturb me, speak or shout, inside out | |
| Oh when my clothes, they're all laid out | |
| I can see through my windows | |
| I can see the girls and the boys | |
| I can see through my windows and | |
| I can imagine the noise | |
| I can see through my windows | |
| I can see them playing with toys | |
| Oh I hope it won't end | |
| If I promise not to touch, just be a friend | |
| Life is so lonely and | |
| I don't get high off just being me | |
| I like pretending wanting to touch them, wanting to see | |
| It's only normal creeping behind you, now don't shout, 'cause it's alright | |
| They keep the windows locked and the door shut tight | |
| Oo I'm feeling like | |
| I'm locked in a cage no way in, no way out | |
| And it gets so lonely am | |
| I really asking a lot | |
| Just to reach out and touch somebody?' | |
| Cause when | |
| I look through my windows or open my door | |
| I can feel it all around me | |
| And I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear it when they're foolin' 'round | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear every sight, every sound | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| In the dark with the shades pulled down | |
| And every word that they say | |
| Every noise they make feels it's coming my way | |
| Ah yeahAh yeah | |
| Ah yeahAh yeah |
| zuo ci : Collins | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear it when they' re foolin' around | |
| I can hear through these walls and | |
| I hear every sign, every sound | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| In the dark with the shades pulled down | |
| Every word that they say | |
| Every move they make feels it' s coming my way | |
| My favorite moment putting the glass up next to the wall | |
| Imagination though | |
| I see nothing, | |
| I hear it all | |
| Putting my sign up do not disturb me, speak or shout, inside out | |
| Oh when my clothes, they' re all laid out | |
| I can see through my windows | |
| I can see the girls and the boys | |
| I can see through my windows and | |
| I can imagine the noise | |
| I can see through my windows | |
| I can see them playing with toys | |
| Oh I hope it won' t end | |
| If I promise not to touch, just be a friend | |
| Life is so lonely and | |
| I don' t get high off just being me | |
| I like pretending wanting to touch them, wanting to see | |
| It' s only normal creeping behind you, now don' t shout, ' cause it' s alright | |
| They keep the windows locked and the door shut tight | |
| Oo I' m feeling like | |
| I' m locked in a cage no way in, no way out | |
| And it gets so lonely am | |
| I really asking a lot | |
| Just to reach out and touch somebody?' | |
| Cause when | |
| I look through my windows or open my door | |
| I can feel it all around me | |
| And I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear it when they' re foolin' ' round | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear every sight, every sound | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| In the dark with the shades pulled down | |
| And every word that they say | |
| Every noise they make feels it' s coming my way | |
| Ah yeahAh yeah | |
| Ah yeahAh yeah |
| zuò cí : Collins | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear it when they' re foolin' around | |
| I can hear through these walls and | |
| I hear every sign, every sound | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| In the dark with the shades pulled down | |
| Every word that they say | |
| Every move they make feels it' s coming my way | |
| My favorite moment putting the glass up next to the wall | |
| Imagination though | |
| I see nothing, | |
| I hear it all | |
| Putting my sign up do not disturb me, speak or shout, inside out | |
| Oh when my clothes, they' re all laid out | |
| I can see through my windows | |
| I can see the girls and the boys | |
| I can see through my windows and | |
| I can imagine the noise | |
| I can see through my windows | |
| I can see them playing with toys | |
| Oh I hope it won' t end | |
| If I promise not to touch, just be a friend | |
| Life is so lonely and | |
| I don' t get high off just being me | |
| I like pretending wanting to touch them, wanting to see | |
| It' s only normal creeping behind you, now don' t shout, ' cause it' s alright | |
| They keep the windows locked and the door shut tight | |
| Oo I' m feeling like | |
| I' m locked in a cage no way in, no way out | |
| And it gets so lonely am | |
| I really asking a lot | |
| Just to reach out and touch somebody?' | |
| Cause when | |
| I look through my windows or open my door | |
| I can feel it all around me | |
| And I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear it when they' re foolin' ' round | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| I can hear every sight, every sound | |
| I can hear through these walls | |
| In the dark with the shades pulled down | |
| And every word that they say | |
| Every noise they make feels it' s coming my way | |
| Ah yeahAh yeah | |
| Ah yeahAh yeah |