Song | Like Gold |
Artist | Erlend Øye |
Album | Unrest |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dresselhaus, Øye | |
The line | |
that curves | |
and cracks | |
the wall | |
in two | |
and points | |
to where | |
your hand | |
is stretched. | |
My baby, | |
you're everything to me. | |
When you're gone, | |
there's no one, | |
I'm just lonely. | |
My baby, | |
I never use those words, | |
but that's all | |
I could call | |
someone as sweet as you. | |
Here | |
and now | |
the air the light | |
has burst | |
into | |
between | |
where you | |
and I | |
we rest | |
unfold | |
and melt | |
like gold |
zuo qu : Dresselhaus, ye | |
The line | |
that curves | |
and cracks | |
the wall | |
in two | |
and points | |
to where | |
your hand | |
is stretched. | |
My baby, | |
you' re everything to me. | |
When you' re gone, | |
there' s no one, | |
I' m just lonely. | |
My baby, | |
I never use those words, | |
but that' s all | |
I could call | |
someone as sweet as you. | |
Here | |
and now | |
the air the light | |
has burst | |
into | |
between | |
where you | |
and I | |
we rest | |
unfold | |
and melt | |
like gold |
zuò qǔ : Dresselhaus, ye | |
The line | |
that curves | |
and cracks | |
the wall | |
in two | |
and points | |
to where | |
your hand | |
is stretched. | |
My baby, | |
you' re everything to me. | |
When you' re gone, | |
there' s no one, | |
I' m just lonely. | |
My baby, | |
I never use those words, | |
but that' s all | |
I could call | |
someone as sweet as you. | |
Here | |
and now | |
the air the light | |
has burst | |
into | |
between | |
where you | |
and I | |
we rest | |
unfold | |
and melt | |
like gold |