歌曲 | Most Lonely Face |
歌手 | The Holloways |
专辑 | So This Is Great Britain? |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Danger, Fowler, Jackson ... | |
This story's a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time | |
but this time i'll bore you with details and open your mind | |
it's the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town | |
The first time i saw her the skin was so thin on her bones | |
her eyes they were lost on that street though she called it her home | |
so i thought can i save her, can i get her out harms way | |
and she looked at me with those eyes so what could i say | |
so i said whats your name | |
and she said your all the same | |
so i said dont act so strange i only asked your name | |
The stars in the night sky she'd seen only once in her life | |
but stars over girls parts on coldcut she sees every night | |
she said somewhere in my tattooed jungle you will find my mum | |
but she will disown me should she ever learn what i've done | |
and she said what became | |
of my promised fame | |
all i got was shame | |
and she said we're all to blame | |
and then her eyes said don't you leave me standing on my own | |
can't you see that the streetside is my home | |
i'm held by men at night but still i'm cold | |
i'm so lonely but you know i'm not alone | |
i'm not alone | |
i'm not alone | |
She had hair like a willow tree choked at the side of the road | |
cardboard boxes for pillows she weeps as she reaps what she sows | |
so i asked her if one day she mind joining me in my grave | |
you know like the big ones you see with the family name | |
but she said all she'd ever been was a hoar and a slave | |
and she didn't know if she had any soul left to save | |
and she said why'd you care | |
so i said because i did | |
ever since i saw you standing there | |
well i couldn't help but stare | |
and then her eyes said don't you leave me standing on my own | |
can't you see that the streetside is my home | |
i'm held by men at night but still i'm cold | |
i'm so lonely but you know i'm not alone | |
i'm not alone | |
i'm not alone | |
she must of had the most lonely face i've ever known, | |
yeah she must of had the most lonely face i've ever known | |
well i tried to hold on but my grip it just was not that strong | |
i can still see her eyes as she fell and she fell for so long | |
if ever see her i hope you suceed where i failed | |
i cried for the cutey of kings cross the day she derailed | |
oh somebody please can you save her and take her away | |
you know london will kill her you can't let the smoke have its way |
zuo qu : Danger, Fowler, Jackson ... | |
This story' s a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time | |
but this time i' ll bore you with details and open your mind | |
it' s the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town | |
The first time i saw her the skin was so thin on her bones | |
her eyes they were lost on that street though she called it her home | |
so i thought can i save her, can i get her out harms way | |
and she looked at me with those eyes so what could i say | |
so i said whats your name | |
and she said your all the same | |
so i said dont act so strange i only asked your name | |
The stars in the night sky she' d seen only once in her life | |
but stars over girls parts on coldcut she sees every night | |
she said somewhere in my tattooed jungle you will find my mum | |
but she will disown me should she ever learn what i' ve done | |
and she said what became | |
of my promised fame | |
all i got was shame | |
and she said we' re all to blame | |
and then her eyes said don' t you leave me standing on my own | |
can' t you see that the streetside is my home | |
i' m held by men at night but still i' m cold | |
i' m so lonely but you know i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
She had hair like a willow tree choked at the side of the road | |
cardboard boxes for pillows she weeps as she reaps what she sows | |
so i asked her if one day she mind joining me in my grave | |
you know like the big ones you see with the family name | |
but she said all she' d ever been was a hoar and a slave | |
and she didn' t know if she had any soul left to save | |
and she said why' d you care | |
so i said because i did | |
ever since i saw you standing there | |
well i couldn' t help but stare | |
and then her eyes said don' t you leave me standing on my own | |
can' t you see that the streetside is my home | |
i' m held by men at night but still i' m cold | |
i' m so lonely but you know i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
she must of had the most lonely face i' ve ever known, | |
yeah she must of had the most lonely face i' ve ever known | |
well i tried to hold on but my grip it just was not that strong | |
i can still see her eyes as she fell and she fell for so long | |
if ever see her i hope you suceed where i failed | |
i cried for the cutey of kings cross the day she derailed | |
oh somebody please can you save her and take her away | |
you know london will kill her you can' t let the smoke have its way |
zuò qǔ : Danger, Fowler, Jackson ... | |
This story' s a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time | |
but this time i' ll bore you with details and open your mind | |
it' s the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town | |
The first time i saw her the skin was so thin on her bones | |
her eyes they were lost on that street though she called it her home | |
so i thought can i save her, can i get her out harms way | |
and she looked at me with those eyes so what could i say | |
so i said whats your name | |
and she said your all the same | |
so i said dont act so strange i only asked your name | |
The stars in the night sky she' d seen only once in her life | |
but stars over girls parts on coldcut she sees every night | |
she said somewhere in my tattooed jungle you will find my mum | |
but she will disown me should she ever learn what i' ve done | |
and she said what became | |
of my promised fame | |
all i got was shame | |
and she said we' re all to blame | |
and then her eyes said don' t you leave me standing on my own | |
can' t you see that the streetside is my home | |
i' m held by men at night but still i' m cold | |
i' m so lonely but you know i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
She had hair like a willow tree choked at the side of the road | |
cardboard boxes for pillows she weeps as she reaps what she sows | |
so i asked her if one day she mind joining me in my grave | |
you know like the big ones you see with the family name | |
but she said all she' d ever been was a hoar and a slave | |
and she didn' t know if she had any soul left to save | |
and she said why' d you care | |
so i said because i did | |
ever since i saw you standing there | |
well i couldn' t help but stare | |
and then her eyes said don' t you leave me standing on my own | |
can' t you see that the streetside is my home | |
i' m held by men at night but still i' m cold | |
i' m so lonely but you know i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
i' m not alone | |
she must of had the most lonely face i' ve ever known, | |
yeah she must of had the most lonely face i' ve ever known | |
well i tried to hold on but my grip it just was not that strong | |
i can still see her eyes as she fell and she fell for so long | |
if ever see her i hope you suceed where i failed | |
i cried for the cutey of kings cross the day she derailed | |
oh somebody please can you save her and take her away | |
you know london will kill her you can' t let the smoke have its way |