歌曲 | Motions |
歌手 | Bamboo Smoke |
专辑 | Motions |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Louise Wellby | |
作曲 : Thomas Hollis/Louise Wellby | |
Evening's come, lipstick on, thunder rumbles in my head | |
Nervous Laughter, lost your tongue | |
I drink the sea drop to the floor. | |
I'll take my hair down if you lose the act, spread into my corners and fill up the gaps, We're crashing a book launch, your telling my lies, Romance or Playground whiskey and wine. | |
You can't think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You can't think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
The Sky is plain as a page of paper, without texture or shade | |
No Laughter Lines No eyes so deep you may fall | |
I drink the sea drop to the floor. | |
I'll take my hair down if you lose the act, spread into my corners and fill up the gaps, We're crashing a book launch, you're telling my lies, Romance or Playground whiskey and wine. | |
You can't think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You can't think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You've got nothing, nothing to say, and I'm still here, by the way | |
You've got nothing, nothing to say, I'm still here, by the way | |
You've got nothing | |
You can't think past these motions in the dark | |
You can't think past these motions in the dark | |
You can't think past these motions in the dark, cross the lines of my palms not the lines of my heart, | |
Not the lines of my heart... |
zuo ci : Louise Wellby | |
zuo qu : Thomas Hollis Louise Wellby | |
Evening' s come, lipstick on, thunder rumbles in my head | |
Nervous Laughter, lost your tongue | |
I drink the sea drop to the floor. | |
I' ll take my hair down if you lose the act, spread into my corners and fill up the gaps, We' re crashing a book launch, your telling my lies, Romance or Playground whiskey and wine. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
The Sky is plain as a page of paper, without texture or shade | |
No Laughter Lines No eyes so deep you may fall | |
I drink the sea drop to the floor. | |
I' ll take my hair down if you lose the act, spread into my corners and fill up the gaps, We' re crashing a book launch, you' re telling my lies, Romance or Playground whiskey and wine. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You' ve got nothing, nothing to say, and I' m still here, by the way | |
You' ve got nothing, nothing to say, I' m still here, by the way | |
You' ve got nothing | |
You can' t think past these motions in the dark | |
You can' t think past these motions in the dark | |
You can' t think past these motions in the dark, cross the lines of my palms not the lines of my heart, | |
Not the lines of my heart... |
zuò cí : Louise Wellby | |
zuò qǔ : Thomas Hollis Louise Wellby | |
Evening' s come, lipstick on, thunder rumbles in my head | |
Nervous Laughter, lost your tongue | |
I drink the sea drop to the floor. | |
I' ll take my hair down if you lose the act, spread into my corners and fill up the gaps, We' re crashing a book launch, your telling my lies, Romance or Playground whiskey and wine. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
The Sky is plain as a page of paper, without texture or shade | |
No Laughter Lines No eyes so deep you may fall | |
I drink the sea drop to the floor. | |
I' ll take my hair down if you lose the act, spread into my corners and fill up the gaps, We' re crashing a book launch, you' re telling my lies, Romance or Playground whiskey and wine. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You can' t think past these Motions in the dark | |
Cross the lines on my palms not the lines of my heart. | |
You' ve got nothing, nothing to say, and I' m still here, by the way | |
You' ve got nothing, nothing to say, I' m still here, by the way | |
You' ve got nothing | |
You can' t think past these motions in the dark | |
You can' t think past these motions in the dark | |
You can' t think past these motions in the dark, cross the lines of my palms not the lines of my heart, | |
Not the lines of my heart... |