歌曲 | We Almost Got It Together |
歌手 | Tanita Tikaram |
专辑 | The Sweet Keeper |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Tikaram | |
We almost got it together | |
And I'll be your favourite thing | |
Stand by the river with hard-luck eyes | |
And I'll just be open and sing | |
I was only trying to surprise | |
I wish I was like the frog-princess | |
And I'd never tell you lies | |
And down by the soil of the hard-life | |
They like to greet us with smiles | |
They like to tell us their good hostess | |
Had travelled a million miles | |
But you'd like it written closer | |
Yes, you'd like it written pure | |
If I told you this - | |
Would you miss my kiss? | |
No - you'd come right back for more | |
Oh, I'd like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I'll still be here when you're gone | |
And there's a light by your window | |
And I'd like to capture you by there | |
And I'd like to hold you for all to see | |
But they don't really care | |
And if I said you're no peccadillo | |
Yes, I said you're a major thing | |
Would you stand by me? | |
At the corner dock | |
And say, "yes, this girl is the swing!" | |
Oh, I'd like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I'll still be here when you're gone | |
And I'd like another cue | |
That's why | |
I strain to see | |
And I'd like the best in you ' | |
Cos you write the best in me | |
They were sure that | |
I'd be burning | |
Yes - So their tart swerve to here might be | |
But if I said "you're gold, inside", | |
Yes and if you were true to me | |
Would you hang around with that creepy smile | |
And crawl home back to me | |
Oh, I'd like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I'll still be here when you're gone |
zuo qu : Tikaram | |
We almost got it together | |
And I' ll be your favourite thing | |
Stand by the river with hardluck eyes | |
And I' ll just be open and sing | |
I was only trying to surprise | |
I wish I was like the frogprincess | |
And I' d never tell you lies | |
And down by the soil of the hardlife | |
They like to greet us with smiles | |
They like to tell us their good hostess | |
Had travelled a million miles | |
But you' d like it written closer | |
Yes, you' d like it written pure | |
If I told you this | |
Would you miss my kiss? | |
No you' d come right back for more | |
Oh, I' d like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I' ll still be here when you' re gone | |
And there' s a light by your window | |
And I' d like to capture you by there | |
And I' d like to hold you for all to see | |
But they don' t really care | |
And if I said you' re no peccadillo | |
Yes, I said you' re a major thing | |
Would you stand by me? | |
At the corner dock | |
And say, " yes, this girl is the swing!" | |
Oh, I' d like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I' ll still be here when you' re gone | |
And I' d like another cue | |
That' s why | |
I strain to see | |
And I' d like the best in you ' | |
Cos you write the best in me | |
They were sure that | |
I' d be burning | |
Yes So their tart swerve to here might be | |
But if I said " you' re gold, inside", | |
Yes and if you were true to me | |
Would you hang around with that creepy smile | |
And crawl home back to me | |
Oh, I' d like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I' ll still be here when you' re gone |
zuò qǔ : Tikaram | |
We almost got it together | |
And I' ll be your favourite thing | |
Stand by the river with hardluck eyes | |
And I' ll just be open and sing | |
I was only trying to surprise | |
I wish I was like the frogprincess | |
And I' d never tell you lies | |
And down by the soil of the hardlife | |
They like to greet us with smiles | |
They like to tell us their good hostess | |
Had travelled a million miles | |
But you' d like it written closer | |
Yes, you' d like it written pure | |
If I told you this | |
Would you miss my kiss? | |
No you' d come right back for more | |
Oh, I' d like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I' ll still be here when you' re gone | |
And there' s a light by your window | |
And I' d like to capture you by there | |
And I' d like to hold you for all to see | |
But they don' t really care | |
And if I said you' re no peccadillo | |
Yes, I said you' re a major thing | |
Would you stand by me? | |
At the corner dock | |
And say, " yes, this girl is the swing!" | |
Oh, I' d like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I' ll still be here when you' re gone | |
And I' d like another cue | |
That' s why | |
I strain to see | |
And I' d like the best in you ' | |
Cos you write the best in me | |
They were sure that | |
I' d be burning | |
Yes So their tart swerve to here might be | |
But if I said " you' re gold, inside", | |
Yes and if you were true to me | |
Would you hang around with that creepy smile | |
And crawl home back to me | |
Oh, I' d like to be | |
What I want to be | |
But you want to carry on | |
But you need to take | |
What you have to take | |
But I' ll still be here when you' re gone |