歌曲 | Photographs And Tickets |
歌手 | The Loose Salute |
专辑 | Tuned To Love |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Your crystal eyes were shining | |
As the shadows formed on the rock that stood behind your house | |
You play piano well and it made me feel so sad I fell | |
But I know your piece ain’t for me, yeah not for me | |
You learnt your script in the morning when I slept | |
As woke I found you screaming at yourself | |
I sit convinced as you recite your lines | |
But I know your scene ain’t for me, yeah not for me | |
Hey that seems so long ago | |
Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow | |
Then L.A.X called me back home | |
And all I have are photos, ticket stubs from old shows | |
That’s all I’m left with this time | |
You said you cried in the morning when I left | |
Because you missed me and you wanted me back | |
These dogs of winter rise | |
Californian skies are just memories, stills in my mind | |
Like the patterns on your ceiling, the reflections of the water as it dances with the sun | |
And when the lights go out redemption is the final shout | |
And I don’t think I’m ever coming back, I don’t know where I’m at |
Your crystal eyes were shining | |
As the shadows formed on the rock that stood behind your house | |
You play piano well and it made me feel so sad I fell | |
But I know your piece ain' t for me, yeah not for me | |
You learnt your script in the morning when I slept | |
As woke I found you screaming at yourself | |
I sit convinced as you recite your lines | |
But I know your scene ain' t for me, yeah not for me | |
Hey that seems so long ago | |
Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow | |
Then L. A. X called me back home | |
And all I have are photos, ticket stubs from old shows | |
That' s all I' m left with this time | |
You said you cried in the morning when I left | |
Because you missed me and you wanted me back | |
These dogs of winter rise | |
Californian skies are just memories, stills in my mind | |
Like the patterns on your ceiling, the reflections of the water as it dances with the sun | |
And when the lights go out redemption is the final shout | |
And I don' t think I' m ever coming back, I don' t know where I' m at |
Your crystal eyes were shining | |
As the shadows formed on the rock that stood behind your house | |
You play piano well and it made me feel so sad I fell | |
But I know your piece ain' t for me, yeah not for me | |
You learnt your script in the morning when I slept | |
As woke I found you screaming at yourself | |
I sit convinced as you recite your lines | |
But I know your scene ain' t for me, yeah not for me | |
Hey that seems so long ago | |
Piano sounded prettier when you played it slow | |
Then L. A. X called me back home | |
And all I have are photos, ticket stubs from old shows | |
That' s all I' m left with this time | |
You said you cried in the morning when I left | |
Because you missed me and you wanted me back | |
These dogs of winter rise | |
Californian skies are just memories, stills in my mind | |
Like the patterns on your ceiling, the reflections of the water as it dances with the sun | |
And when the lights go out redemption is the final shout | |
And I don' t think I' m ever coming back, I don' t know where I' m at |