| 歌曲 | Lifetime |
| 歌手 | Bob Mould |
| 专辑 | Life And Times |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| the clouds move between | |
| you and me and New York City | |
| the song gets fuzzy on the AM radio | |
| tucked underneath the pillow | |
| I move my fingers slow | |
| across the frequencies | |
| and try to dial in the sound | |
| to drown the noise out | |
| and stop the world from falling | |
| how it anchors me now | |
| half the verse it disappears | |
| in the static and the haze | |
| (what a lifetime we have) | |
| and the second refrain gets lost in the rain | |
| but that’s the magic and mystery | |
| that’s how we fall in love | |
| we worship God together | |
| and worship us alone | |
| as we kneel at the bed | |
| you turn the light out | |
| and say good night out loud | |
| what a lifetime we have | |
| so when you’re old and broken down | |
| and you can’t conjure up a sound | |
| don’t despair, my darling | |
| the tubes will glow and fill the room | |
| with the scent of burning dust | |
| that’s the lifetime we have |
| the clouds move between | |
| you and me and New York City | |
| the song gets fuzzy on the AM radio | |
| tucked underneath the pillow | |
| I move my fingers slow | |
| across the frequencies | |
| and try to dial in the sound | |
| to drown the noise out | |
| and stop the world from falling | |
| how it anchors me now | |
| half the verse it disappears | |
| in the static and the haze | |
| what a lifetime we have | |
| and the second refrain gets lost in the rain | |
| but that' s the magic and mystery | |
| that' s how we fall in love | |
| we worship God together | |
| and worship us alone | |
| as we kneel at the bed | |
| you turn the light out | |
| and say good night out loud | |
| what a lifetime we have | |
| so when you' re old and broken down | |
| and you can' t conjure up a sound | |
| don' t despair, my darling | |
| the tubes will glow and fill the room | |
| with the scent of burning dust | |
| that' s the lifetime we have |
| the clouds move between | |
| you and me and New York City | |
| the song gets fuzzy on the AM radio | |
| tucked underneath the pillow | |
| I move my fingers slow | |
| across the frequencies | |
| and try to dial in the sound | |
| to drown the noise out | |
| and stop the world from falling | |
| how it anchors me now | |
| half the verse it disappears | |
| in the static and the haze | |
| what a lifetime we have | |
| and the second refrain gets lost in the rain | |
| but that' s the magic and mystery | |
| that' s how we fall in love | |
| we worship God together | |
| and worship us alone | |
| as we kneel at the bed | |
| you turn the light out | |
| and say good night out loud | |
| what a lifetime we have | |
| so when you' re old and broken down | |
| and you can' t conjure up a sound | |
| don' t despair, my darling | |
| the tubes will glow and fill the room | |
| with the scent of burning dust | |
| that' s the lifetime we have |