Song | Melody Of You (Top Ten Edit) |
Artist | Sixpence None the Richer |
Album | Top Ten |
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[00:04.75] | Sixpence None The Richer |
[00:05.82] | Melody Of You |
[00:08.98] | you're a painting with symbols deep, symphony |
[00:14.96] | soft as it shifts from dark beneath |
[00:20.13] | a poem that flows, caressing my skin |
[00:25.11] | in all of these things you reside and I |
[00:29.49] | want you flow from the pen, bow and brush |
[00:33.66] | with paper and string, and canvas tight |
[00:38.20] | with ink in the air, to dust your light? |
[00:43.05] | from morning to the black of night |
[00:48.76] | this is my call I belong to You |
[00:52.99] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[00:58.06] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[01:02.80] | I can do nothing else |
[01:16.13] | you're the scent of an unfound bloom |
[01:19.85] | a simple tune |
[01:22.04] | I only write variations to sooth the mood |
[01:26.91] | a drink that will knock me down to the floor |
[01:31.97] | a key that will unlock the door |
[01:35.62] | where I hear a voice sing familiar themes |
[01:40.66] | then beckons me weave notes in between |
[01:44.81] | a tap and a string, a bow and a glass |
[01:50.81] | you pour me till the day has passed |
[01:55.32] | this is my call I belong to You |
[01:59.42] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[02:04.52] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[02:09.37] | I can do nothing else |
[02:38.43] | his is my call I belong to You |
[02:44.83] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[02:49.62] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[02:54.33] | I can do nothing else |
[02:59.62] | his is my call I belong to You |
[03:03.80] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[03:09.03] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[03:13.71] | I can do nothing else |
[03:27.32] | la.. |
[04:41.31] | (編排:小阜) |
[00:04.75] | Sixpence None The Richer |
[00:05.82] | Melody Of You |
[00:08.98] | you' re a painting with symbols deep, symphony |
[00:14.96] | soft as it shifts from dark beneath |
[00:20.13] | a poem that flows, caressing my skin |
[00:25.11] | in all of these things you reside and I |
[00:29.49] | want you flow from the pen, bow and brush |
[00:33.66] | with paper and string, and canvas tight |
[00:38.20] | with ink in the air, to dust your light? |
[00:43.05] | from morning to the black of night |
[00:48.76] | this is my call I belong to You |
[00:52.99] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[00:58.06] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[01:02.80] | I can do nothing else |
[01:16.13] | you' re the scent of an unfound bloom |
[01:19.85] | a simple tune |
[01:22.04] | I only write variations to sooth the mood |
[01:26.91] | a drink that will knock me down to the floor |
[01:31.97] | a key that will unlock the door |
[01:35.62] | where I hear a voice sing familiar themes |
[01:40.66] | then beckons me weave notes in between |
[01:44.81] | a tap and a string, a bow and a glass |
[01:50.81] | you pour me till the day has passed |
[01:55.32] | this is my call I belong to You |
[01:59.42] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[02:04.52] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[02:09.37] | I can do nothing else |
[02:38.43] | his is my call I belong to You |
[02:44.83] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[02:49.62] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[02:54.33] | I can do nothing else |
[02:59.62] | his is my call I belong to You |
[03:03.80] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[03:09.03] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[03:13.71] | I can do nothing else |
[03:27.32] | la.. |
[04:41.31] | bian pai: xiao fu |
[00:04.75] | Sixpence None The Richer |
[00:05.82] | Melody Of You |
[00:08.98] | you' re a painting with symbols deep, symphony |
[00:14.96] | soft as it shifts from dark beneath |
[00:20.13] | a poem that flows, caressing my skin |
[00:25.11] | in all of these things you reside and I |
[00:29.49] | want you flow from the pen, bow and brush |
[00:33.66] | with paper and string, and canvas tight |
[00:38.20] | with ink in the air, to dust your light? |
[00:43.05] | from morning to the black of night |
[00:48.76] | this is my call I belong to You |
[00:52.99] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[00:58.06] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[01:02.80] | I can do nothing else |
[01:16.13] | you' re the scent of an unfound bloom |
[01:19.85] | a simple tune |
[01:22.04] | I only write variations to sooth the mood |
[01:26.91] | a drink that will knock me down to the floor |
[01:31.97] | a key that will unlock the door |
[01:35.62] | where I hear a voice sing familiar themes |
[01:40.66] | then beckons me weave notes in between |
[01:44.81] | a tap and a string, a bow and a glass |
[01:50.81] | you pour me till the day has passed |
[01:55.32] | this is my call I belong to You |
[01:59.42] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[02:04.52] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[02:09.37] | I can do nothing else |
[02:38.43] | his is my call I belong to You |
[02:44.83] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[02:49.62] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[02:54.33] | I can do nothing else |
[02:59.62] | his is my call I belong to You |
[03:03.80] | this is my call to sing the melodies of You |
[03:09.03] | this is my call I can do nothing else |
[03:13.71] | I can do nothing else |
[03:27.32] | la.. |
[04:41.31] | biān pái: xiǎo fù |