[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Thomas Iansek/Joanna Syme |
[00:49.51] | I am worn, frayed and torn |
[00:54.81] | An agent of love forlorn |
[00:59.50] | I am the city sweep |
[01:02.33] | The petty thief, with a stolen heart |
[01:09.53] | And I'm trying to find my way back to you and pick up from the start |
[01:29.52] | I rode the waves of fortune |
[01:34.54] | 'Till the ocean whispered your tune |
[01:39.89] | A lofty ledge and jagged edge, I crashed upon |
[01:49.55] | Now I'm drowning trying to catch a glimpse of where you've gone |
[02:39.53] | Go let your hair down baby, |
[02:44.81] | Your caress cannot save me |
[02:49.89] | A letter fetch, as arms can't stretch across a sea |
[02:59.40] | And I'll be waiting on a couch somewhere for your reply |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Thomas Iansek Joanna Syme |
[00:49.51] | I am worn, frayed and torn |
[00:54.81] | An agent of love forlorn |
[00:59.50] | I am the city sweep |
[01:02.33] | The petty thief, with a stolen heart |
[01:09.53] | And I' m trying to find my way back to you and pick up from the start |
[01:29.52] | I rode the waves of fortune |
[01:34.54] | ' Till the ocean whispered your tune |
[01:39.89] | A lofty ledge and jagged edge, I crashed upon |
[01:49.55] | Now I' m drowning trying to catch a glimpse of where you' ve gone |
[02:39.53] | Go let your hair down baby, |
[02:44.81] | Your caress cannot save me |
[02:49.89] | A letter fetch, as arms can' t stretch across a sea |
[02:59.40] | And I' ll be waiting on a couch somewhere for your reply |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Thomas Iansek Joanna Syme |
[00:49.51] | I am worn, frayed and torn |
[00:54.81] | An agent of love forlorn |
[00:59.50] | I am the city sweep |
[01:02.33] | The petty thief, with a stolen heart |
[01:09.53] | And I' m trying to find my way back to you and pick up from the start |
[01:29.52] | I rode the waves of fortune |
[01:34.54] | ' Till the ocean whispered your tune |
[01:39.89] | A lofty ledge and jagged edge, I crashed upon |
[01:49.55] | Now I' m drowning trying to catch a glimpse of where you' ve gone |
[02:39.53] | Go let your hair down baby, |
[02:44.81] | Your caress cannot save me |
[02:49.89] | A letter fetch, as arms can' t stretch across a sea |
[02:59.40] | And I' ll be waiting on a couch somewhere for your reply |