Song | She Loves Me (When I Try) |
Artist | Dougie MacLean |
Album | Real Estate |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : MacLean | |
Here comes the morning, cruel and clear | |
There is no reasonable chance that it might disappear | |
Here comes the evening, it's still the same | |
We are just passengers upon a godless ghostly train | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I'm gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can't hold on | |
It's another market, another sale | |
Another reason to believe we're ahead and cannot fail | |
But there's deadly dangers we must endure | |
There are so many different ways we never can be sure | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I'm gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can't hold on | |
So there is no ending to this tale | |
There is no destination on this long and restless rail | |
And here comes the morning, cruel and clear | |
There is no reasonable chance that it might disappear | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I'm gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can't hold on |
zuo ci : MacLean | |
Here comes the morning, cruel and clear | |
There is no reasonable chance that it might disappear | |
Here comes the evening, it' s still the same | |
We are just passengers upon a godless ghostly train | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I' m gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can' t hold on | |
It' s another market, another sale | |
Another reason to believe we' re ahead and cannot fail | |
But there' s deadly dangers we must endure | |
There are so many different ways we never can be sure | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I' m gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can' t hold on | |
So there is no ending to this tale | |
There is no destination on this long and restless rail | |
And here comes the morning, cruel and clear | |
There is no reasonable chance that it might disappear | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I' m gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can' t hold on |
zuò cí : MacLean | |
Here comes the morning, cruel and clear | |
There is no reasonable chance that it might disappear | |
Here comes the evening, it' s still the same | |
We are just passengers upon a godless ghostly train | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I' m gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can' t hold on | |
It' s another market, another sale | |
Another reason to believe we' re ahead and cannot fail | |
But there' s deadly dangers we must endure | |
There are so many different ways we never can be sure | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I' m gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can' t hold on | |
So there is no ending to this tale | |
There is no destination on this long and restless rail | |
And here comes the morning, cruel and clear | |
There is no reasonable chance that it might disappear | |
But she loves me when I try | |
She thinks about me when I' m gone | |
Oh she helps me when I can' t hold on |