歌曲 | Last Day Of Dawn |
歌手 | Jim Capaldi |
歌手 | Dave Mason |
歌手 | Steve Winwood |
歌手 | Paul Kossoff |
专辑 | Oh How We Danced |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Capaldi | |
Capaldi | |
Can't stop this aching inside my heart | |
Can't stop this feeling that's tearing me apart | |
It's been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it'll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
Can't stop the sun from setting in the West | |
Can't stop this pressure inside my chest | |
It's been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it'll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
On the last day of dawn, when the world is no more | |
And the last tiny pigeon's been swept off the floor | |
And nobody's calling out loud in their sleep, yeah | |
'Cause the midnight entanglers thrown 'em all in a heap, alright now. | |
Can't stop this aching inside my heart | |
Can't stop this feeling that's tearing me apart | |
It's been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it'll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
Can't stop the sun from setting in the West | |
Can't stop this pressure inside my chest | |
And just like the singer when the curtain's been drawn | |
I'll fade in the shadows on the last day of dawn. | |
On the last day of dawn, when the world is no more | |
And the last tiny pigeon's been swept off the floor | |
And nobody's calling out loud in their sleep | |
'Cause the midnight entanglers thrown 'em all in a heap. | |
Can't stop this aching | |
Can't stop this aching | |
Can't stop this aching | |
Oh. |
zuo qu : Capaldi | |
Capaldi | |
Can' t stop this aching inside my heart | |
Can' t stop this feeling that' s tearing me apart | |
It' s been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it' ll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
Can' t stop the sun from setting in the West | |
Can' t stop this pressure inside my chest | |
It' s been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it' ll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
On the last day of dawn, when the world is no more | |
And the last tiny pigeon' s been swept off the floor | |
And nobody' s calling out loud in their sleep, yeah | |
' Cause the midnight entanglers thrown ' em all in a heap, alright now. | |
Can' t stop this aching inside my heart | |
Can' t stop this feeling that' s tearing me apart | |
It' s been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it' ll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
Can' t stop the sun from setting in the West | |
Can' t stop this pressure inside my chest | |
And just like the singer when the curtain' s been drawn | |
I' ll fade in the shadows on the last day of dawn. | |
On the last day of dawn, when the world is no more | |
And the last tiny pigeon' s been swept off the floor | |
And nobody' s calling out loud in their sleep | |
' Cause the midnight entanglers thrown ' em all in a heap. | |
Can' t stop this aching | |
Can' t stop this aching | |
Can' t stop this aching | |
Oh. |
zuò qǔ : Capaldi | |
Capaldi | |
Can' t stop this aching inside my heart | |
Can' t stop this feeling that' s tearing me apart | |
It' s been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it' ll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
Can' t stop the sun from setting in the West | |
Can' t stop this pressure inside my chest | |
It' s been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it' ll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
On the last day of dawn, when the world is no more | |
And the last tiny pigeon' s been swept off the floor | |
And nobody' s calling out loud in their sleep, yeah | |
' Cause the midnight entanglers thrown ' em all in a heap, alright now. | |
Can' t stop this aching inside my heart | |
Can' t stop this feeling that' s tearing me apart | |
It' s been with me ever since the day I was born | |
And it' ll be with me on the last day of dawn. | |
Can' t stop the sun from setting in the West | |
Can' t stop this pressure inside my chest | |
And just like the singer when the curtain' s been drawn | |
I' ll fade in the shadows on the last day of dawn. | |
On the last day of dawn, when the world is no more | |
And the last tiny pigeon' s been swept off the floor | |
And nobody' s calling out loud in their sleep | |
' Cause the midnight entanglers thrown ' em all in a heap. | |
Can' t stop this aching | |
Can' t stop this aching | |
Can' t stop this aching | |
Oh. |