歌曲 | This Thing About You |
歌手 | Miracle Fortress |
专辑 | Five Roses |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : VanPelt | |
Everyone that i see | |
Is making eyes at you and me. | |
You see you've got this thing with walking, | |
And me, I've got this thing about you. | |
Everyone we pass by | |
Is stealing looks at you and I. | |
We're not dressed right for the season, | |
And we are smiling for no reason. | |
It's really not a complicated thing, | |
This knot between my stitching and your ring, | |
But who knows if it'll ever be roken | |
For now there's no reason to call off the joking. | |
It's really not a difficult thing to conceive | |
That all our clothing is matching accidentally, | |
Or that babies are noticing motherly | |
Motions in you that are familiar and lovely. | |
Everyone that I know | |
Is telling me to try take things slow, | |
But even things that are wrong about you | |
Make my will too strong to doubt you. | |
Everyone in the town | |
Is kind of wishing that this'll go down. | |
But the jealous thay can't bless nothing, | |
And they've got nothing but their suffering. | |
It's really not a worry in my mind | |
That we'll be losing out or wasting any time, | |
Because no one has got what I've got | |
And it's not like there's anything coming to stop us. | |
It's as if there was a star that had told me so, | |
That there was nothing left to do but to go back home, | |
Now I ain't got no luck without you, | |
It's just like an angel, this thing about you. |
zuo qu : VanPelt | |
Everyone that i see | |
Is making eyes at you and me. | |
You see you' ve got this thing with walking, | |
And me, I' ve got this thing about you. | |
Everyone we pass by | |
Is stealing looks at you and I. | |
We' re not dressed right for the season, | |
And we are smiling for no reason. | |
It' s really not a complicated thing, | |
This knot between my stitching and your ring, | |
But who knows if it' ll ever be roken | |
For now there' s no reason to call off the joking. | |
It' s really not a difficult thing to conceive | |
That all our clothing is matching accidentally, | |
Or that babies are noticing motherly | |
Motions in you that are familiar and lovely. | |
Everyone that I know | |
Is telling me to try take things slow, | |
But even things that are wrong about you | |
Make my will too strong to doubt you. | |
Everyone in the town | |
Is kind of wishing that this' ll go down. | |
But the jealous thay can' t bless nothing, | |
And they' ve got nothing but their suffering. | |
It' s really not a worry in my mind | |
That we' ll be losing out or wasting any time, | |
Because no one has got what I' ve got | |
And it' s not like there' s anything coming to stop us. | |
It' s as if there was a star that had told me so, | |
That there was nothing left to do but to go back home, | |
Now I ain' t got no luck without you, | |
It' s just like an angel, this thing about you. |
zuò qǔ : VanPelt | |
Everyone that i see | |
Is making eyes at you and me. | |
You see you' ve got this thing with walking, | |
And me, I' ve got this thing about you. | |
Everyone we pass by | |
Is stealing looks at you and I. | |
We' re not dressed right for the season, | |
And we are smiling for no reason. | |
It' s really not a complicated thing, | |
This knot between my stitching and your ring, | |
But who knows if it' ll ever be roken | |
For now there' s no reason to call off the joking. | |
It' s really not a difficult thing to conceive | |
That all our clothing is matching accidentally, | |
Or that babies are noticing motherly | |
Motions in you that are familiar and lovely. | |
Everyone that I know | |
Is telling me to try take things slow, | |
But even things that are wrong about you | |
Make my will too strong to doubt you. | |
Everyone in the town | |
Is kind of wishing that this' ll go down. | |
But the jealous thay can' t bless nothing, | |
And they' ve got nothing but their suffering. | |
It' s really not a worry in my mind | |
That we' ll be losing out or wasting any time, | |
Because no one has got what I' ve got | |
And it' s not like there' s anything coming to stop us. | |
It' s as if there was a star that had told me so, | |
That there was nothing left to do but to go back home, | |
Now I ain' t got no luck without you, | |
It' s just like an angel, this thing about you. |