歌曲 | I Don't Know You |
歌手 | From Indian Lakes |
专辑 | Able Bodies |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Take all of your photographs. | |
Throw them into the fire. | |
And find all of your mirrors | |
And take them too. | |
And shake off the dust and the dirt. | |
Clean your hands and your faces. | |
And hold back your tears until its through. | |
Cause' the photographs I’ve taken only blur the faces out, | |
And my mind can’t seem to hold onto anyone. | |
And If I hold my hand out to the people that I’ve met | |
do they hesitate to touch me? | |
Is it all just in my head? | |
But I don’t think so, | |
And I don’t think at all. | |
And I don’t know you, | |
But I don’t know anyone. | |
Take all of my oxygen. | |
Take my lungs and my insides. | |
And find all of my teeth you can have them too. | |
Cause' the only words I’ve spoken are to get me back to bed | |
And my hands can’t seem to hold on to anyone. | |
And If I close my eyelids for a moment I could rest. | |
But am I listening for my heartbeat? | |
Is there something in my chest? | |
But I don’t think so, | |
And I don’t think at all. | |
And I don’t know you, | |
But I don’t know anyone. | |
And your eyes weren’t open, | |
But you’re already there. | |
And your eyes weren't open | |
But you're already there. | |
Sweet thing your eyes are too tired. | |
Believe me you don’t want to see the world, | |
the world outside. | |
I could take your picture now, | |
Or I could leave you out | |
And we could stay right here. | |
We could paint a picture now, | |
Or we could turn it into something else right here. |
Take all of your photographs. | |
Throw them into the fire. | |
And find all of your mirrors | |
And take them too. | |
And shake off the dust and the dirt. | |
Clean your hands and your faces. | |
And hold back your tears until its through. | |
Cause' the photographs I' ve taken only blur the faces out, | |
And my mind can' t seem to hold onto anyone. | |
And If I hold my hand out to the people that I' ve met | |
do they hesitate to touch me? | |
Is it all just in my head? | |
But I don' t think so, | |
And I don' t think at all. | |
And I don' t know you, | |
But I don' t know anyone. | |
Take all of my oxygen. | |
Take my lungs and my insides. | |
And find all of my teeth you can have them too. | |
Cause' the only words I' ve spoken are to get me back to bed | |
And my hands can' t seem to hold on to anyone. | |
And If I close my eyelids for a moment I could rest. | |
But am I listening for my heartbeat? | |
Is there something in my chest? | |
But I don' t think so, | |
And I don' t think at all. | |
And I don' t know you, | |
But I don' t know anyone. | |
And your eyes weren' t open, | |
But you' re already there. | |
And your eyes weren' t open | |
But you' re already there. | |
Sweet thing your eyes are too tired. | |
Believe me you don' t want to see the world, | |
the world outside. | |
I could take your picture now, | |
Or I could leave you out | |
And we could stay right here. | |
We could paint a picture now, | |
Or we could turn it into something else right here. |
Take all of your photographs. | |
Throw them into the fire. | |
And find all of your mirrors | |
And take them too. | |
And shake off the dust and the dirt. | |
Clean your hands and your faces. | |
And hold back your tears until its through. | |
Cause' the photographs I' ve taken only blur the faces out, | |
And my mind can' t seem to hold onto anyone. | |
And If I hold my hand out to the people that I' ve met | |
do they hesitate to touch me? | |
Is it all just in my head? | |
But I don' t think so, | |
And I don' t think at all. | |
And I don' t know you, | |
But I don' t know anyone. | |
Take all of my oxygen. | |
Take my lungs and my insides. | |
And find all of my teeth you can have them too. | |
Cause' the only words I' ve spoken are to get me back to bed | |
And my hands can' t seem to hold on to anyone. | |
And If I close my eyelids for a moment I could rest. | |
But am I listening for my heartbeat? | |
Is there something in my chest? | |
But I don' t think so, | |
And I don' t think at all. | |
And I don' t know you, | |
But I don' t know anyone. | |
And your eyes weren' t open, | |
But you' re already there. | |
And your eyes weren' t open | |
But you' re already there. | |
Sweet thing your eyes are too tired. | |
Believe me you don' t want to see the world, | |
the world outside. | |
I could take your picture now, | |
Or I could leave you out | |
And we could stay right here. | |
We could paint a picture now, | |
Or we could turn it into something else right here. |