歌曲 | Some Kind of Stranger |
歌手 | The Sisters of Mercy |
专辑 | First and Last and Always |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Eldritch, Marx | |
And yes I believe in what we had but words got in the way | |
And only yesterday, as | |
I was leaving, | |
Lord knows | |
I've tried to say | |
But I've heard a million conversations going where they've been before | |
Seen the way that careful lingers undecided at the door | |
And all I know for sure, all | |
I know for real | |
Is knowing doesn't mean so much | |
When placed against the feeling, the heat inside | |
When bodies meet, when fingers touch | |
All my words are secondhand and useless in the face of this | |
Rationale and rhyme and reason, pale beside a single kiss | |
And I've heard so many things, | |
I fail to understand at all | |
I'd settle anytime for unknown footsteps in the hall outside | |
And all I know for sure, all | |
I know for real | |
Is knowing doesn't mean so much | |
When placed against the feeling, the heat inside | |
When bodies meet, when fingers touch | |
Because the world is cruel and promises are broken | |
Don't try to tell me anything, don't try to tell me | |
You'll be true to me, you know the real truth is never spoken | |
And I know the world is cold but if you hold on tight to what you | |
Find you might not mind too much though | |
Even this must pass away | |
And memories may last for years but | |
Names are just for souvenirs | |
Some kind of angel, let me look into your eyes | |
Don't give me why's and wherefore's reason or surprise | |
I don't care for words that don't belong | |
And I don't care what you're called, tell me later if at all | |
I can wait a long, long time, before | |
I hear another love song | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
I think you're beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
I think you're beautiful | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
I think you're beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
I think you're beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you're beautiful | |
I think you're beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside |
zuo ci : Eldritch, Marx | |
And yes I believe in what we had but words got in the way | |
And only yesterday, as | |
I was leaving, | |
Lord knows | |
I' ve tried to say | |
But I' ve heard a million conversations going where they' ve been before | |
Seen the way that careful lingers undecided at the door | |
And all I know for sure, all | |
I know for real | |
Is knowing doesn' t mean so much | |
When placed against the feeling, the heat inside | |
When bodies meet, when fingers touch | |
All my words are secondhand and useless in the face of this | |
Rationale and rhyme and reason, pale beside a single kiss | |
And I' ve heard so many things, | |
I fail to understand at all | |
I' d settle anytime for unknown footsteps in the hall outside | |
And all I know for sure, all | |
I know for real | |
Is knowing doesn' t mean so much | |
When placed against the feeling, the heat inside | |
When bodies meet, when fingers touch | |
Because the world is cruel and promises are broken | |
Don' t try to tell me anything, don' t try to tell me | |
You' ll be true to me, you know the real truth is never spoken | |
And I know the world is cold but if you hold on tight to what you | |
Find you might not mind too much though | |
Even this must pass away | |
And memories may last for years but | |
Names are just for souvenirs | |
Some kind of angel, let me look into your eyes | |
Don' t give me why' s and wherefore' s reason or surprise | |
I don' t care for words that don' t belong | |
And I don' t care what you' re called, tell me later if at all | |
I can wait a long, long time, before | |
I hear another love song | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside |
zuò cí : Eldritch, Marx | |
And yes I believe in what we had but words got in the way | |
And only yesterday, as | |
I was leaving, | |
Lord knows | |
I' ve tried to say | |
But I' ve heard a million conversations going where they' ve been before | |
Seen the way that careful lingers undecided at the door | |
And all I know for sure, all | |
I know for real | |
Is knowing doesn' t mean so much | |
When placed against the feeling, the heat inside | |
When bodies meet, when fingers touch | |
All my words are secondhand and useless in the face of this | |
Rationale and rhyme and reason, pale beside a single kiss | |
And I' ve heard so many things, | |
I fail to understand at all | |
I' d settle anytime for unknown footsteps in the hall outside | |
And all I know for sure, all | |
I know for real | |
Is knowing doesn' t mean so much | |
When placed against the feeling, the heat inside | |
When bodies meet, when fingers touch | |
Because the world is cruel and promises are broken | |
Don' t try to tell me anything, don' t try to tell me | |
You' ll be true to me, you know the real truth is never spoken | |
And I know the world is cold but if you hold on tight to what you | |
Find you might not mind too much though | |
Even this must pass away | |
And memories may last for years but | |
Names are just for souvenirs | |
Some kind of angel, let me look into your eyes | |
Don' t give me why' s and wherefore' s reason or surprise | |
I don' t care for words that don' t belong | |
And I don' t care what you' re called, tell me later if at all | |
I can wait a long, long time, before | |
I hear another love song | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
Some kind of angel come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
My door is open wide | |
Some kind of stranger come inside | |
Come here | |
I think you' re beautiful | |
I think you' re beautiful, beautiful | |
Some kind of stranger come inside |