Song | Everybody's Gone |
Artist | The Clientele |
Album | The Violet Hour |
作曲 : The Clientele | |
Please don't say a thing | |
It's so simple just to let it all begin | |
And I bend my head to kiss your lips again and stoop to touch your hand | |
It's half past eight when I get home, so let the gas fire fade | |
Everybody's gone | |
And the fever that lights up the empty room | |
Floods the distance and | |
The emptiness between us like a miracle | |
Your shoulders bare | |
Your bed untouched | |
You haunted me so much | |
Your makeup on | |
Your bed untouched | |
You haunted me so much |
zuò qǔ : The Clientele | |
Please don' t say a thing | |
It' s so simple just to let it all begin | |
And I bend my head to kiss your lips again and stoop to touch your hand | |
It' s half past eight when I get home, so let the gas fire fade | |
Everybody' s gone | |
And the fever that lights up the empty room | |
Floods the distance and | |
The emptiness between us like a miracle | |
Your shoulders bare | |
Your bed untouched | |
You haunted me so much | |
Your makeup on | |
Your bed untouched | |
You haunted me so much |