Song | All The Pictures On The Wall |
Artist | Paul Weller |
Album | Wild Wood |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Weller | |
作词 : Weller | |
And all the pictures on the wall | |
Serve only to remind you of it all | |
The wasted days we could have lived | |
Now we're left with nothing left to give | |
There was a time i really loved you | |
But when that was i just can't say | |
As all the memories merge into one | |
As each day becomes each day | |
The clock hands ticking on the wall | |
Are just reminders of it all | |
The wasted days we could have lived | |
Now we're left with nothing left to give | |
We used to meet each others' eyes | |
And that's all we'd have to say | |
Now we don't talk that much at all | |
The further our eyes seem to stray | |
And in a funny kind of way | |
This empty room was full one day | |
Full of love that we once shared - now it all looks so bare | |
The silent walls whose cracks i feel - | |
But is there room to let the hatred heal? |
zuo qu : Paul Weller | |
zuo ci : Weller | |
And all the pictures on the wall | |
Serve only to remind you of it all | |
The wasted days we could have lived | |
Now we' re left with nothing left to give | |
There was a time i really loved you | |
But when that was i just can' t say | |
As all the memories merge into one | |
As each day becomes each day | |
The clock hands ticking on the wall | |
Are just reminders of it all | |
The wasted days we could have lived | |
Now we' re left with nothing left to give | |
We used to meet each others' eyes | |
And that' s all we' d have to say | |
Now we don' t talk that much at all | |
The further our eyes seem to stray | |
And in a funny kind of way | |
This empty room was full one day | |
Full of love that we once shared now it all looks so bare | |
The silent walls whose cracks i feel | |
But is there room to let the hatred heal? |
zuò qǔ : Paul Weller | |
zuò cí : Weller | |
And all the pictures on the wall | |
Serve only to remind you of it all | |
The wasted days we could have lived | |
Now we' re left with nothing left to give | |
There was a time i really loved you | |
But when that was i just can' t say | |
As all the memories merge into one | |
As each day becomes each day | |
The clock hands ticking on the wall | |
Are just reminders of it all | |
The wasted days we could have lived | |
Now we' re left with nothing left to give | |
We used to meet each others' eyes | |
And that' s all we' d have to say | |
Now we don' t talk that much at all | |
The further our eyes seem to stray | |
And in a funny kind of way | |
This empty room was full one day | |
Full of love that we once shared now it all looks so bare | |
The silent walls whose cracks i feel | |
But is there room to let the hatred heal? |