Song | Tender Blue |
Artist | Everything But the Girl |
Album | The Works |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Watt | |
and still he lies awake at night | |
restless while every silence screams | |
and still she sleep turned to the wall | |
he fears the onslaught of his dream | |
touches her back but she doesn't stir | |
then round her hand his finger close | |
feeling the ring that cost more than the car | |
all of those questions that never arose | |
and still she lies awake at night | |
silently stares at the bedroom wall | |
feeling his hand dare to touch her back | |
it's been a month since ha started to paint the hall | |
and brightly burns the landing light | |
the baby's screaming down the hall | |
she shuts her eyes and she shuts her ears | |
she's had up to here because it's not his baby after all |
zuo ci : Watt | |
and still he lies awake at night | |
restless while every silence screams | |
and still she sleep turned to the wall | |
he fears the onslaught of his dream | |
touches her back but she doesn' t stir | |
then round her hand his finger close | |
feeling the ring that cost more than the car | |
all of those questions that never arose | |
and still she lies awake at night | |
silently stares at the bedroom wall | |
feeling his hand dare to touch her back | |
it' s been a month since ha started to paint the hall | |
and brightly burns the landing light | |
the baby' s screaming down the hall | |
she shuts her eyes and she shuts her ears | |
she' s had up to here because it' s not his baby after all |
zuò cí : Watt | |
and still he lies awake at night | |
restless while every silence screams | |
and still she sleep turned to the wall | |
he fears the onslaught of his dream | |
touches her back but she doesn' t stir | |
then round her hand his finger close | |
feeling the ring that cost more than the car | |
all of those questions that never arose | |
and still she lies awake at night | |
silently stares at the bedroom wall | |
feeling his hand dare to touch her back | |
it' s been a month since ha started to paint the hall | |
and brightly burns the landing light | |
the baby' s screaming down the hall | |
she shuts her eyes and she shuts her ears | |
she' s had up to here because it' s not his baby after all |