Song | This Holiday |
Artist | Number One Gun |
Album | The North Pole Project |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Number One Gun | |
It's a lonely holiday | |
And I'm only thinking | |
Of you. | |
It's the simple things that make | |
An infliction earning | |
All of you. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
It's so cold this holiday | |
And I'm only thinking of you. | |
But you give your heart away. | |
And you tell yourself | |
It's ok. | |
But hold on, | |
Hold on. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
Indicate | |
The troubles that you've had | |
They never bring you back again the same | |
Hear now, hear now. | |
Oh, how lovely would it be | |
To make a trade | |
For eternal life. | |
Oh, how I walk into fear. | |
I can't be this way again. | |
But I can't forget. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
Indicate | |
The troubles that you've had | |
They never bring you back again the same | |
Hear now, hear now |
zuo qu : Number One Gun | |
It' s a lonely holiday | |
And I' m only thinking | |
Of you. | |
It' s the simple things that make | |
An infliction earning | |
All of you. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
It' s so cold this holiday | |
And I' m only thinking of you. | |
But you give your heart away. | |
And you tell yourself | |
It' s ok. | |
But hold on, | |
Hold on. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
Indicate | |
The troubles that you' ve had | |
They never bring you back again the same | |
Hear now, hear now. | |
Oh, how lovely would it be | |
To make a trade | |
For eternal life. | |
Oh, how I walk into fear. | |
I can' t be this way again. | |
But I can' t forget. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
Indicate | |
The troubles that you' ve had | |
They never bring you back again the same | |
Hear now, hear now |
zuò qǔ : Number One Gun | |
It' s a lonely holiday | |
And I' m only thinking | |
Of you. | |
It' s the simple things that make | |
An infliction earning | |
All of you. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
It' s so cold this holiday | |
And I' m only thinking of you. | |
But you give your heart away. | |
And you tell yourself | |
It' s ok. | |
But hold on, | |
Hold on. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
Indicate | |
The troubles that you' ve had | |
They never bring you back again the same | |
Hear now, hear now. | |
Oh, how lovely would it be | |
To make a trade | |
For eternal life. | |
Oh, how I walk into fear. | |
I can' t be this way again. | |
But I can' t forget. | |
Into fear | |
You tell me how you feel. | |
The only thing that makes a part of this | |
Is you now, you now. | |
Indicate | |
The troubles that you' ve had | |
They never bring you back again the same | |
Hear now, hear now |