| Song | Lost City |
| Artist | Fairchild |
| Album | Ships Are for Sailing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Adam Lyons/Nathan Lyons/Timothy Voeten/Ben Anderson/Thomas Davies/Patrick Huerto | |
| 作曲 : Adam Lyons/Nathan Lyons/Timothy Voeten/Ben Anderson/Thomas Davies/Patrick Huerto | |
| I’m waking up, as spectacles sat upon my face, | |
| I can’t remove them, they are never moving from this place. | |
| It turns out I can only see, something’s and not everything | |
| I’ve become lost in this city, in which only strangers dare to sing. | |
| I need you, to not say anything. | |
| From these tall buildings, they look upon me lost and lonely | |
| When did the world become so grey, | |
| Now I can not see anything from the blinding | |
| lights of the day. | |
| People are no longer invisible to me, | |
| This vision of you I’ve lost, I need back desperately | |
| No longer in shades of pink, as they always before had been | |
| In the end I’ll prefer seeing things, as they are and not as they seem | |
| I need you, to not day anything. | |
| From these tall buildings, they look upon me lost and lonely | |
| When did the world become so grey, | |
| Now I can not see anything from the blinding | |
| lights of the day. | |
| Hold me now. |
| zuo ci : Adam Lyons Nathan Lyons Timothy Voeten Ben Anderson Thomas Davies Patrick Huerto | |
| zuo qu : Adam Lyons Nathan Lyons Timothy Voeten Ben Anderson Thomas Davies Patrick Huerto | |
| I' m waking up, as spectacles sat upon my face, | |
| I can' t remove them, they are never moving from this place. | |
| It turns out I can only see, something' s and not everything | |
| I' ve become lost in this city, in which only strangers dare to sing. | |
| I need you, to not say anything. | |
| From these tall buildings, they look upon me lost and lonely | |
| When did the world become so grey, | |
| Now I can not see anything from the blinding | |
| lights of the day. | |
| People are no longer invisible to me, | |
| This vision of you I' ve lost, I need back desperately | |
| No longer in shades of pink, as they always before had been | |
| In the end I' ll prefer seeing things, as they are and not as they seem | |
| I need you, to not day anything. | |
| From these tall buildings, they look upon me lost and lonely | |
| When did the world become so grey, | |
| Now I can not see anything from the blinding | |
| lights of the day. | |
| Hold me now. |
| zuò cí : Adam Lyons Nathan Lyons Timothy Voeten Ben Anderson Thomas Davies Patrick Huerto | |
| zuò qǔ : Adam Lyons Nathan Lyons Timothy Voeten Ben Anderson Thomas Davies Patrick Huerto | |
| I' m waking up, as spectacles sat upon my face, | |
| I can' t remove them, they are never moving from this place. | |
| It turns out I can only see, something' s and not everything | |
| I' ve become lost in this city, in which only strangers dare to sing. | |
| I need you, to not say anything. | |
| From these tall buildings, they look upon me lost and lonely | |
| When did the world become so grey, | |
| Now I can not see anything from the blinding | |
| lights of the day. | |
| People are no longer invisible to me, | |
| This vision of you I' ve lost, I need back desperately | |
| No longer in shades of pink, as they always before had been | |
| In the end I' ll prefer seeing things, as they are and not as they seem | |
| I need you, to not day anything. | |
| From these tall buildings, they look upon me lost and lonely | |
| When did the world become so grey, | |
| Now I can not see anything from the blinding | |
| lights of the day. | |
| Hold me now. |