歌曲 | No Cows on the Ice |
歌手 | Wire |
专辑 | The First Letter |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gilbert, Lewis, Newman, Wire | |
Is it true? It's enough for you | |
Is it true? Or as before | |
Is it true? You still need more | |
Is it true? No marks are left | |
Is it true? Upon the snow | |
Is it true? No one will know | |
No cows on the ice | |
Every dog has its day | |
Whilst the cat's away | |
Blind mice will play | |
Can it be? Or is it true? | |
Can it be? There's nothing new | |
Can it be? It's new to me | |
Can it be? You milked the moon | |
Can it be? You jumped too soon | |
Can it be? You milked the moon | |
Is it true? Your days are long | |
And what was right has become wrong | |
In a room without a view | |
Your past slips by, no calls come through |
zuo ci : Gilbert, Lewis, Newman, Wire | |
Is it true? It' s enough for you | |
Is it true? Or as before | |
Is it true? You still need more | |
Is it true? No marks are left | |
Is it true? Upon the snow | |
Is it true? No one will know | |
No cows on the ice | |
Every dog has its day | |
Whilst the cat' s away | |
Blind mice will play | |
Can it be? Or is it true? | |
Can it be? There' s nothing new | |
Can it be? It' s new to me | |
Can it be? You milked the moon | |
Can it be? You jumped too soon | |
Can it be? You milked the moon | |
Is it true? Your days are long | |
And what was right has become wrong | |
In a room without a view | |
Your past slips by, no calls come through |
zuò cí : Gilbert, Lewis, Newman, Wire | |
Is it true? It' s enough for you | |
Is it true? Or as before | |
Is it true? You still need more | |
Is it true? No marks are left | |
Is it true? Upon the snow | |
Is it true? No one will know | |
No cows on the ice | |
Every dog has its day | |
Whilst the cat' s away | |
Blind mice will play | |
Can it be? Or is it true? | |
Can it be? There' s nothing new | |
Can it be? It' s new to me | |
Can it be? You milked the moon | |
Can it be? You jumped too soon | |
Can it be? You milked the moon | |
Is it true? Your days are long | |
And what was right has become wrong | |
In a room without a view | |
Your past slips by, no calls come through |