歌曲 | My Still Life - normal |
歌手 | Dolorean |
专辑 | You Can't Win |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : James | |
In my still life your face in the fruit appears | |
You're everywhere, baby | |
On my bike ride your hips are the hills | |
I can't escape you lately | |
I wanted to tell you | |
About a bright red bird that passed my train | |
But you're asleep tonight | |
And your tonight is my yesterday | |
And all those blues because there's no view | |
Of the city from your window | |
You've made a nest out of credit card bills | |
So, honey let the wind blow | |
My feet have grown so tired | |
My legs they ache each night | |
Because you know the hardest thing to do | |
Is to dance in step in each other's shoes | |
We drop the beat | |
We can't keep time | |
We're standing still | |
In my still life |
zuo qu : James | |
In my still life your face in the fruit appears | |
You' re everywhere, baby | |
On my bike ride your hips are the hills | |
I can' t escape you lately | |
I wanted to tell you | |
About a bright red bird that passed my train | |
But you' re asleep tonight | |
And your tonight is my yesterday | |
And all those blues because there' s no view | |
Of the city from your window | |
You' ve made a nest out of credit card bills | |
So, honey let the wind blow | |
My feet have grown so tired | |
My legs they ache each night | |
Because you know the hardest thing to do | |
Is to dance in step in each other' s shoes | |
We drop the beat | |
We can' t keep time | |
We' re standing still | |
In my still life |
zuò qǔ : James | |
In my still life your face in the fruit appears | |
You' re everywhere, baby | |
On my bike ride your hips are the hills | |
I can' t escape you lately | |
I wanted to tell you | |
About a bright red bird that passed my train | |
But you' re asleep tonight | |
And your tonight is my yesterday | |
And all those blues because there' s no view | |
Of the city from your window | |
You' ve made a nest out of credit card bills | |
So, honey let the wind blow | |
My feet have grown so tired | |
My legs they ache each night | |
Because you know the hardest thing to do | |
Is to dance in step in each other' s shoes | |
We drop the beat | |
We can' t keep time | |
We' re standing still | |
In my still life |