歌曲 | Around the Plynth |
歌手 | Faces |
专辑 | First Step |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Stewart, Wood | |
Woken up on mornings such as this | |
Thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now. | |
Every night for a year I've slept alone. | |
Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no | |
Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. | |
I know I won't die soon, but then again I might, | |
Water down the drain, I'm wasting away. | |
Doctors can't help the ghost of a man that's me | |
Water down the drain goes to the sea, | |
The pattern of my life keeps a-haunting me. | |
Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, | |
Come on down to the ground as the time goes by | |
I never found out the reason why | |
My parents had to lie | |
About the place that I was born | |
Or from my hometown I was torn | |
At the tender age of four | |
I was livin' by homemade law |
zuo ci : Stewart, Wood | |
Woken up on mornings such as this | |
Thought exactly the same as I' m thinking now. | |
Every night for a year I' ve slept alone. | |
Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no | |
Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. | |
I know I won' t die soon, but then again I might, | |
Water down the drain, I' m wasting away. | |
Doctors can' t help the ghost of a man that' s me | |
Water down the drain goes to the sea, | |
The pattern of my life keeps ahaunting me. | |
Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, | |
Come on down to the ground as the time goes by | |
I never found out the reason why | |
My parents had to lie | |
About the place that I was born | |
Or from my hometown I was torn | |
At the tender age of four | |
I was livin' by homemade law |
zuò cí : Stewart, Wood | |
Woken up on mornings such as this | |
Thought exactly the same as I' m thinking now. | |
Every night for a year I' ve slept alone. | |
Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no | |
Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. | |
I know I won' t die soon, but then again I might, | |
Water down the drain, I' m wasting away. | |
Doctors can' t help the ghost of a man that' s me | |
Water down the drain goes to the sea, | |
The pattern of my life keeps ahaunting me. | |
Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, | |
Come on down to the ground as the time goes by | |
I never found out the reason why | |
My parents had to lie | |
About the place that I was born | |
Or from my hometown I was torn | |
At the tender age of four | |
I was livin' by homemade law |