歌曲 | She Might Never Know |
歌手 | Wet Wet Wet |
专辑 | Picture This |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tommy Cunningham & Marti Pellow & Neil Mitchell & Graeme Clark & Chris Difford | |
作词 : Wet Wet Wet | |
I was sitting lonely in my car | |
Watching her come and go | |
I could feel the strings pulling my heart | |
From the old house, | |
That I used to know | |
Like the river that was flowing | |
She was coming without knowing | |
Our love's the river that somehow lost it's flow, | |
Lost it's flow | |
From my car I can see her there | |
As the curtain slowly moves | |
As he runs his fingers thru her hair | |
And the fire slowly grooves | |
What's the answer to this pain | |
I want to get back to her love again | |
And there she's sitting in that room | |
When she walked 'cross the street | |
Could she feel there's a heat | |
From my heart as it beats with her love | |
In her eyes other guys | |
See the fair that is there | |
But she might never know | |
But she might never know | |
I was sitting lonely in my house, | |
Wanting to tell her, wanting to call | |
And say I know I let you down, | |
Without thinking, his love might fall | |
No more hurting, no more clowning, | |
This emotion, isn't drowning, | |
If the river's gonna save our true love after all, | |
After all | |
I'm chewing on my nails again, | |
With my home across the street | |
I ain't got no place to turn to now | |
While you're cooking for that creep | |
What's the answer to this pain | |
I want to get back to her love again | |
There she's sitting in that room | |
When she walked 'cross the street | |
Could she feel there's a heat | |
From my heart as it beats with her love | |
In her eyes other guys, see the fair that is there | |
But she might never know | |
But she might never know | |
As I turned so she waved, this was all that she gave | |
So what was there to trade in love | |
Just the past that was cast, in the groove of the move | |
That she might never know | |
She might never know |
zuo qu : Tommy Cunningham Marti Pellow Neil Mitchell Graeme Clark Chris Difford | |
zuo ci : Wet Wet Wet | |
I was sitting lonely in my car | |
Watching her come and go | |
I could feel the strings pulling my heart | |
From the old house, | |
That I used to know | |
Like the river that was flowing | |
She was coming without knowing | |
Our love' s the river that somehow lost it' s flow, | |
Lost it' s flow | |
From my car I can see her there | |
As the curtain slowly moves | |
As he runs his fingers thru her hair | |
And the fire slowly grooves | |
What' s the answer to this pain | |
I want to get back to her love again | |
And there she' s sitting in that room | |
When she walked ' cross the street | |
Could she feel there' s a heat | |
From my heart as it beats with her love | |
In her eyes other guys | |
See the fair that is there | |
But she might never know | |
But she might never know | |
I was sitting lonely in my house, | |
Wanting to tell her, wanting to call | |
And say I know I let you down, | |
Without thinking, his love might fall | |
No more hurting, no more clowning, | |
This emotion, isn' t drowning, | |
If the river' s gonna save our true love after all, | |
After all | |
I' m chewing on my nails again, | |
With my home across the street | |
I ain' t got no place to turn to now | |
While you' re cooking for that creep | |
What' s the answer to this pain | |
I want to get back to her love again | |
There she' s sitting in that room | |
When she walked ' cross the street | |
Could she feel there' s a heat | |
From my heart as it beats with her love | |
In her eyes other guys, see the fair that is there | |
But she might never know | |
But she might never know | |
As I turned so she waved, this was all that she gave | |
So what was there to trade in love | |
Just the past that was cast, in the groove of the move | |
That she might never know | |
She might never know |
zuò qǔ : Tommy Cunningham Marti Pellow Neil Mitchell Graeme Clark Chris Difford | |
zuò cí : Wet Wet Wet | |
I was sitting lonely in my car | |
Watching her come and go | |
I could feel the strings pulling my heart | |
From the old house, | |
That I used to know | |
Like the river that was flowing | |
She was coming without knowing | |
Our love' s the river that somehow lost it' s flow, | |
Lost it' s flow | |
From my car I can see her there | |
As the curtain slowly moves | |
As he runs his fingers thru her hair | |
And the fire slowly grooves | |
What' s the answer to this pain | |
I want to get back to her love again | |
And there she' s sitting in that room | |
When she walked ' cross the street | |
Could she feel there' s a heat | |
From my heart as it beats with her love | |
In her eyes other guys | |
See the fair that is there | |
But she might never know | |
But she might never know | |
I was sitting lonely in my house, | |
Wanting to tell her, wanting to call | |
And say I know I let you down, | |
Without thinking, his love might fall | |
No more hurting, no more clowning, | |
This emotion, isn' t drowning, | |
If the river' s gonna save our true love after all, | |
After all | |
I' m chewing on my nails again, | |
With my home across the street | |
I ain' t got no place to turn to now | |
While you' re cooking for that creep | |
What' s the answer to this pain | |
I want to get back to her love again | |
There she' s sitting in that room | |
When she walked ' cross the street | |
Could she feel there' s a heat | |
From my heart as it beats with her love | |
In her eyes other guys, see the fair that is there | |
But she might never know | |
But she might never know | |
As I turned so she waved, this was all that she gave | |
So what was there to trade in love | |
Just the past that was cast, in the groove of the move | |
That she might never know | |
She might never know |