歌曲 | Dust And Rocks |
歌手 | Paul Weller |
专辑 | Heliocentric |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Weller | |
Well she's waiting, by the window | |
with a fading tear | |
That will slip in to tomorrow | |
And have no fear. | |
She may look back and blame you | |
But you only blame yourself, | |
And what good would it all do you | |
If you thought she blamed herself- | |
It's a lonely life, as bits of dust and rocks | |
When you shake it off - it's all you have | |
In the time it takes, to find another space | |
Get to live again - she'll run and run | |
Still she's waiting, by the window - with a fading tear. | |
Well she looks upon, high - flying silver dream- | |
How she wishes how | |
She could climb aboard, never coming back | |
Turn on it all | |
Still she's waiting, by the window | |
She has no fear. |
zuo qu : Paul Weller | |
Well she' s waiting, by the window | |
with a fading tear | |
That will slip in to tomorrow | |
And have no fear. | |
She may look back and blame you | |
But you only blame yourself, | |
And what good would it all do you | |
If you thought she blamed herself | |
It' s a lonely life, as bits of dust and rocks | |
When you shake it off it' s all you have | |
In the time it takes, to find another space | |
Get to live again she' ll run and run | |
Still she' s waiting, by the window with a fading tear. | |
Well she looks upon, high flying silver dream | |
How she wishes how | |
She could climb aboard, never coming back | |
Turn on it all | |
Still she' s waiting, by the window | |
She has no fear. |
zuò qǔ : Paul Weller | |
Well she' s waiting, by the window | |
with a fading tear | |
That will slip in to tomorrow | |
And have no fear. | |
She may look back and blame you | |
But you only blame yourself, | |
And what good would it all do you | |
If you thought she blamed herself | |
It' s a lonely life, as bits of dust and rocks | |
When you shake it off it' s all you have | |
In the time it takes, to find another space | |
Get to live again she' ll run and run | |
Still she' s waiting, by the window with a fading tear. | |
Well she looks upon, high flying silver dream | |
How she wishes how | |
She could climb aboard, never coming back | |
Turn on it all | |
Still she' s waiting, by the window | |
She has no fear. |