歌曲 | The Next Time Around |
歌手 | Little Joy |
专辑 | Little Joy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Amarante, Moretti | |
One too many goals | |
That measure out your worth | |
To seek your weight in gold | |
Sat by the ivory sill | |
The further out you look | |
The further out you'll be | |
It's not enough to set the terms | |
If nothing ventured, nothing earned | |
Though odds are set against | |
In time, I'll belong to you | |
It's how it's meant to be | |
Settled on your own | |
Sweeping dust from stones | |
With a letter home | |
Back where the hour's long | |
The simplest things invite a thrill | |
If just by noticing at will | |
It's not enough to set the terms | |
If nothing ventured, nothing earned | |
It's how it's always been | |
E onde a sorte há de te levar | |
Saiba, o caminho é o fim, mais que chegar | |
E queira o dia ser gentil | |
à tua m?o aberta pra quem é | |
In time, I'll belong to you | |
That's how it's meant to be | |
And how it's always been |
zuo qu : Amarante, Moretti | |
One too many goals | |
That measure out your worth | |
To seek your weight in gold | |
Sat by the ivory sill | |
The further out you look | |
The further out you' ll be | |
It' s not enough to set the terms | |
If nothing ventured, nothing earned | |
Though odds are set against | |
In time, I' ll belong to you | |
It' s how it' s meant to be | |
Settled on your own | |
Sweeping dust from stones | |
With a letter home | |
Back where the hour' s long | |
The simplest things invite a thrill | |
If just by noticing at will | |
It' s not enough to set the terms | |
If nothing ventured, nothing earned | |
It' s how it' s always been | |
E onde a sorte ha de te levar | |
Saiba, o caminho e o fim, mais que chegar | |
E queira o dia ser gentil | |
a tua m? o aberta pra quem e | |
In time, I' ll belong to you | |
That' s how it' s meant to be | |
And how it' s always been |
zuò qǔ : Amarante, Moretti | |
One too many goals | |
That measure out your worth | |
To seek your weight in gold | |
Sat by the ivory sill | |
The further out you look | |
The further out you' ll be | |
It' s not enough to set the terms | |
If nothing ventured, nothing earned | |
Though odds are set against | |
In time, I' ll belong to you | |
It' s how it' s meant to be | |
Settled on your own | |
Sweeping dust from stones | |
With a letter home | |
Back where the hour' s long | |
The simplest things invite a thrill | |
If just by noticing at will | |
It' s not enough to set the terms | |
If nothing ventured, nothing earned | |
It' s how it' s always been | |
E onde a sorte há de te levar | |
Saiba, o caminho é o fim, mais que chegar | |
E queira o dia ser gentil | |
à tua m? o aberta pra quem é | |
In time, I' ll belong to you | |
That' s how it' s meant to be | |
And how it' s always been |