Song | I Can't Get Up out of This Bed |
Artist | Colin Hay |
Album | American Sunshine |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hay, Lindsey | |
Bees are buzzing in my ear | |
Birds are singing pure and clear | |
Oh but I can’t stop thinking about you | |
Creek is running, running high | |
Trees are burning touch the sky | |
Much as I try | |
I can’t stop thinking about you | |
An’ I can’t get up out of this bed | |
I can’t get up out of this bed | |
No I can’t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
I’ve been weeping in my beer | |
An’ I was dreaming you were here | |
My tears are dry | |
But I can’t stop thinking about you | |
An’ I can’t get up out of this bed | |
I can’t get up out of this bed | |
No I can’t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
I can’t feel my heart anymore | |
It’s as empty as a lie | |
I can’t answer the knockin’ at my door | |
Why can’t | |
I? Time is coming, it’s gettin’ near | |
No more sleeping to kill the fear | |
Oh but I can’t stop thinking about you | |
An’ I can’t get up out of this bed | |
I can’t get up out of this bed | |
No I can’t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
For nothing |
zuo qu : Hay, Lindsey | |
Bees are buzzing in my ear | |
Birds are singing pure and clear | |
Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
Creek is running, running high | |
Trees are burning touch the sky | |
Much as I try | |
I can' t stop thinking about you | |
An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
I can' t get up out of this bed | |
No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
I' ve been weeping in my beer | |
An' I was dreaming you were here | |
My tears are dry | |
But I can' t stop thinking about you | |
An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
I can' t get up out of this bed | |
No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
I can' t feel my heart anymore | |
It' s as empty as a lie | |
I can' t answer the knockin' at my door | |
Why can' t | |
I? Time is coming, it' s gettin' near | |
No more sleeping to kill the fear | |
Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
I can' t get up out of this bed | |
No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
For nothing |
zuò qǔ : Hay, Lindsey | |
Bees are buzzing in my ear | |
Birds are singing pure and clear | |
Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
Creek is running, running high | |
Trees are burning touch the sky | |
Much as I try | |
I can' t stop thinking about you | |
An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
I can' t get up out of this bed | |
No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
I' ve been weeping in my beer | |
An' I was dreaming you were here | |
My tears are dry | |
But I can' t stop thinking about you | |
An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
I can' t get up out of this bed | |
No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
I can' t feel my heart anymore | |
It' s as empty as a lie | |
I can' t answer the knockin' at my door | |
Why can' t | |
I? Time is coming, it' s gettin' near | |
No more sleeping to kill the fear | |
Oh but I can' t stop thinking about you | |
An' I can' t get up out of this bed | |
I can' t get up out of this bed | |
No I can' t get up out of this bed | |
For nothing | |
For nothing |