歌曲 | Belongings |
歌手 | Clock Opera |
专辑 | Belongings |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
I know what I need, I know what is mine | |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
Until I can carry no more | |
I put all my papers and records in piles | |
I store all my secrets in boxes and files | |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
Until I can carry no more | |
Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
The shape of the hole when you’re gone | |
You give me something that I can believe in | |
You give me somewhere that I can belong | |
We move our belongings, we surround ourselves | |
With duplicate copies of books on our shelves | |
And too many mirrors combining our lives | |
Until we can’t tell them apart | |
And sometimes I crowd you and step on your toes | |
Sometimes I will go out in yesterday's clothes | |
But I show you a sight that no one else knows | |
And hope that you'll carry me on | |
Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
The shape of the hole when you’re gone | |
You give me something that I can believe in | |
You give me somewhere that I can belong |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
I know what I need, I know what is mine | |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
Until I can carry no more | |
I put all my papers and records in piles | |
I store all my secrets in boxes and files | |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
Until I can carry no more | |
Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
You give me something that I can believe in | |
You give me somewhere that I can belong | |
We move our belongings, we surround ourselves | |
With duplicate copies of books on our shelves | |
And too many mirrors combining our lives | |
Until we can' t tell them apart | |
And sometimes I crowd you and step on your toes | |
Sometimes I will go out in yesterday' s clothes | |
But I show you a sight that no one else knows | |
And hope that you' ll carry me on | |
Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
You give me something that I can believe in | |
You give me somewhere that I can belong |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
I know what I need, I know what is mine | |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
Until I can carry no more | |
I put all my papers and records in piles | |
I store all my secrets in boxes and files | |
I keep my belongings with me at all times | |
Until I can carry no more | |
Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
You give me something that I can believe in | |
You give me somewhere that I can belong | |
We move our belongings, we surround ourselves | |
With duplicate copies of books on our shelves | |
And too many mirrors combining our lives | |
Until we can' t tell them apart | |
And sometimes I crowd you and step on your toes | |
Sometimes I will go out in yesterday' s clothes | |
But I show you a sight that no one else knows | |
And hope that you' ll carry me on | |
Sometimes when I wonder about you leaving | |
The shape of the hole when you' re gone | |
You give me something that I can believe in | |
You give me somewhere that I can belong |