歌曲 | It's Not Like |
歌手 | Sharon Van Etten |
专辑 | Because I Was In Love |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : VanEtten | |
Take both my feet. | |
Tie them. | |
Throw me over. | |
Will I still float? | |
Will my heart sink? | |
Why have I held on so long? | |
I still don't know. | |
And it's not like I have anyone to show | |
Or do I want to? | |
These arms this heart these eyes | |
Have seen almost everything. | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Take both my hands. | |
Tie them behind my back | |
To keep me from holding from holding from holding. | |
But that's so unlike myself. | |
And it's not like I have anyone to hold | |
Or do I want to? | |
These eyes this heart these arms | |
Have held almost anything | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Oooh... | |
Why do I need to love someone? | |
It's like I was born not out of legs | |
But I was born of arms. | |
And it's not like I have anyone to love. | |
Should I want to? | |
These eyes these arms this heart | |
Has loved almost everything | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Oooh... |
zuo qu : VanEtten | |
Take both my feet. | |
Tie them. | |
Throw me over. | |
Will I still float? | |
Will my heart sink? | |
Why have I held on so long? | |
I still don' t know. | |
And it' s not like I have anyone to show | |
Or do I want to? | |
These arms this heart these eyes | |
Have seen almost everything. | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Take both my hands. | |
Tie them behind my back | |
To keep me from holding from holding from holding. | |
But that' s so unlike myself. | |
And it' s not like I have anyone to hold | |
Or do I want to? | |
These eyes this heart these arms | |
Have held almost anything | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Oooh... | |
Why do I need to love someone? | |
It' s like I was born not out of legs | |
But I was born of arms. | |
And it' s not like I have anyone to love. | |
Should I want to? | |
These eyes these arms this heart | |
Has loved almost everything | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Oooh... |
zuò qǔ : VanEtten | |
Take both my feet. | |
Tie them. | |
Throw me over. | |
Will I still float? | |
Will my heart sink? | |
Why have I held on so long? | |
I still don' t know. | |
And it' s not like I have anyone to show | |
Or do I want to? | |
These arms this heart these eyes | |
Have seen almost everything. | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Take both my hands. | |
Tie them behind my back | |
To keep me from holding from holding from holding. | |
But that' s so unlike myself. | |
And it' s not like I have anyone to hold | |
Or do I want to? | |
These eyes this heart these arms | |
Have held almost anything | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Oooh... | |
Why do I need to love someone? | |
It' s like I was born not out of legs | |
But I was born of arms. | |
And it' s not like I have anyone to love. | |
Should I want to? | |
These eyes these arms this heart | |
Has loved almost everything | |
But not you. But not you. | |
But I want to. | |
Oooh... |