歌曲 | Mission Street |
歌手 | 史逸欣 |
专辑 | Warm Strangers |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:20.09][02:41.44][04:13.21] | 史逸欣-Mission street |
[00:29.03][02:49.37][04:21.22] | |
[00:37.74] | Mission street is a striking dark-eyed stranger |
[00:43.99] | Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn |
[00:51.81] | Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane |
[00:59.34] | As I sit as though awaiting some return |
[01:06.84][02:09.10] | And my hands are cold tonight |
[01:13.12] | I'm sleepless in this dark |
[01:17.03] | Forgetting what it was I came to find |
[01:22.30][02:24.81] | And it seems that I've been wrong |
[01:28.89][01:32.63][02:31.41][02:35.19] | More than I've been right |
[01:39.15] | Mission street calls out to me by name |
[01:45.28] | Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head |
[01:54.76] | Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath |
[02:01.56] | Like an offering of contraband misread |
[02:15.08] | On the strings of this guitar |
[02:19.38] | Looking for the chords of what I've left behind |
[02:57.98] | Mission street is alive at every hour |
[03:04.12] | Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be |
[03:13.46] | A light so steady on the mountains in the distance |
[03:19.89] | A solitude so deep it might awaken me |
[03:29.29] | Well my hands are cold tonight |
[03:35.23] | But the sky is bright with stars |
[03:39.15] | And I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind |
[03:44.73] | And it seems the more I'm wrong |
[03:51.01][03:54.88] | The more that I am right |
[00:20.09][02:41.44][04:13.21] | shi yi xin Mission street |
[00:29.03][02:49.37][04:21.22] | |
[00:37.74] | Mission street is a striking darkeyed stranger |
[00:43.99] | Who speaks a language I don' t know but long to learn |
[00:51.81] | Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane |
[00:59.34] | As I sit as though awaiting some return |
[01:06.84][02:09.10] | And my hands are cold tonight |
[01:13.12] | I' m sleepless in this dark |
[01:17.03] | Forgetting what it was I came to find |
[01:22.30][02:24.81] | And it seems that I' ve been wrong |
[01:28.89][01:32.63][02:31.41][02:35.19] | More than I' ve been right |
[01:39.15] | Mission street calls out to me by name |
[01:45.28] | Then hurries on before I' ve hardly turned my head |
[01:54.76] | Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath |
[02:01.56] | Like an offering of contraband misread |
[02:15.08] | On the strings of this guitar |
[02:19.38] | Looking for the chords of what I' ve left behind |
[02:57.98] | Mission street is alive at every hour |
[03:04.12] | Like I' ve never been and feared I may not ever be |
[03:13.46] | A light so steady on the mountains in the distance |
[03:19.89] | A solitude so deep it might awaken me |
[03:29.29] | Well my hands are cold tonight |
[03:35.23] | But the sky is bright with stars |
[03:39.15] | And I' m tearing through the veil that keeps me blind |
[03:44.73] | And it seems the more I' m wrong |
[03:51.01][03:54.88] | The more that I am right |
[00:20.09][02:41.44][04:13.21] | shǐ yì xīn Mission street |
[00:29.03][02:49.37][04:21.22] | |
[00:37.74] | Mission street is a striking darkeyed stranger |
[00:43.99] | Who speaks a language I don' t know but long to learn |
[00:51.81] | Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane |
[00:59.34] | As I sit as though awaiting some return |
[01:06.84][02:09.10] | And my hands are cold tonight |
[01:13.12] | I' m sleepless in this dark |
[01:17.03] | Forgetting what it was I came to find |
[01:22.30][02:24.81] | And it seems that I' ve been wrong |
[01:28.89][01:32.63][02:31.41][02:35.19] | More than I' ve been right |
[01:39.15] | Mission street calls out to me by name |
[01:45.28] | Then hurries on before I' ve hardly turned my head |
[01:54.76] | Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath |
[02:01.56] | Like an offering of contraband misread |
[02:15.08] | On the strings of this guitar |
[02:19.38] | Looking for the chords of what I' ve left behind |
[02:57.98] | Mission street is alive at every hour |
[03:04.12] | Like I' ve never been and feared I may not ever be |
[03:13.46] | A light so steady on the mountains in the distance |
[03:19.89] | A solitude so deep it might awaken me |
[03:29.29] | Well my hands are cold tonight |
[03:35.23] | But the sky is bright with stars |
[03:39.15] | And I' m tearing through the veil that keeps me blind |
[03:44.73] | And it seems the more I' m wrong |
[03:51.01][03:54.88] | The more that I am right |