歌曲 | I Grant You |
歌手 | Tanita Tikaram |
专辑 | Eleven Kinds Of Loneliness |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tikaram | |
When we were young and you pretended | |
You were almost bothered as me | |
Does it make you sad? | |
Almost sorry as me? | |
When we were young and you pretended | |
That the world was ours - how we see | |
Does it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry as me | |
I grant you | |
Time can make a fool of all of us | |
These words once mine - hang on, hang on | |
And yet they don't belong | |
Mmm. they don't belong | |
Now we get old and you've defended | |
All the world as it likes to be | |
Does it make you sad? | |
Does it make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry for me | |
Can you get lost inside a feeling? | |
Does you almost feel for me? | |
Does it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry for me? | |
I grant you | |
Shine and scare the fool inside of us | |
These words once mine drag on, drag on | |
And yet they do belong | |
Mmm. they do belong | |
When we were young - and you were grounded | |
Didn't you ever want to go free | |
Soes it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
You're not a fool like me | |
When we were young - and we were running | |
Didn't you ever want to run free? | |
Didn't it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
To wander whio you are | |
I grant you are | |
I grant you |
zuo qu : Tikaram | |
When we were young and you pretended | |
You were almost bothered as me | |
Does it make you sad? | |
Almost sorry as me? | |
When we were young and you pretended | |
That the world was ours how we see | |
Does it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry as me | |
I grant you | |
Time can make a fool of all of us | |
These words once mine hang on, hang on | |
And yet they don' t belong | |
Mmm. they don' t belong | |
Now we get old and you' ve defended | |
All the world as it likes to be | |
Does it make you sad? | |
Does it make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry for me | |
Can you get lost inside a feeling? | |
Does you almost feel for me? | |
Does it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry for me? | |
I grant you | |
Shine and scare the fool inside of us | |
These words once mine drag on, drag on | |
And yet they do belong | |
Mmm. they do belong | |
When we were young and you were grounded | |
Didn' t you ever want to go free | |
Soes it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
You' re not a fool like me | |
When we were young and we were running | |
Didn' t you ever want to run free? | |
Didn' t it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
To wander whio you are | |
I grant you are | |
I grant you |
zuò qǔ : Tikaram | |
When we were young and you pretended | |
You were almost bothered as me | |
Does it make you sad? | |
Almost sorry as me? | |
When we were young and you pretended | |
That the world was ours how we see | |
Does it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry as me | |
I grant you | |
Time can make a fool of all of us | |
These words once mine hang on, hang on | |
And yet they don' t belong | |
Mmm. they don' t belong | |
Now we get old and you' ve defended | |
All the world as it likes to be | |
Does it make you sad? | |
Does it make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry for me | |
Can you get lost inside a feeling? | |
Does you almost feel for me? | |
Does it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
Almost sorry for me? | |
I grant you | |
Shine and scare the fool inside of us | |
These words once mine drag on, drag on | |
And yet they do belong | |
Mmm. they do belong | |
When we were young and you were grounded | |
Didn' t you ever want to go free | |
Soes it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
You' re not a fool like me | |
When we were young and we were running | |
Didn' t you ever want to run free? | |
Didn' t it make you sad? | |
And make you sorry? | |
To wander whio you are | |
I grant you are | |
I grant you |