| 歌曲 | A Lovers' Spat |
| 歌手 | Gossling |
| 专辑 | Harvest of Gold |
| Oh I think I hear, in broken words, a lovers’ spat | |
| Voices to and fro, a woman’s cry, a baritone | |
| Two voices hit the wall and seep in | |
| No possibility at all of sleeping | |
| Lying on my own, my body straight, I fear for more. | |
| Holding to a breath, my heart skips, warmth fills my chest | |
| Oh I hear a wounded call, a fallen heart, a desperate soul | |
| Who begs for peace of mind, a want of love expired | |
| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say | |
| That all is lost we’ve stumbled hard there’s nothing left to save | |
| Feet walk up and down, into the hall, a heightened sound | |
| Thumping then a pause, the door slams somebody’s lost | |
| The sobbing strikes the wall and moves in | |
| A failed lover now conceding | |
| Oh I hear a wounded call, a fallen heart a desperate soul | |
| Who begs for peace of mind, a want of love expired | |
| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say | |
| That all is lost we’ve stumbled hard there’s nothing left to save | |
| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say | |
| That all is lost we’ve stumbled hard there’s nothing left to save | |
| Oh I think I hear, in broken words, a lovers’ spat | |
| Voices to and fro, a woman’s cry, a baritone |
| Oh I think I hear, in broken words, a lovers' spat | |
| Voices to and fro, a woman' s cry, a baritone | |
| Two voices hit the wall and seep in | |
| No possibility at all of sleeping | |
| Lying on my own, my body straight, I fear for more. | |
| Holding to a breath, my heart skips, warmth fills my chest | |
| Oh I hear a wounded call, a fallen heart, a desperate soul | |
| Who begs for peace of mind, a want of love expired | |
| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say | |
| That all is lost we' ve stumbled hard there' s nothing left to save | |
| Feet walk up and down, into the hall, a heightened sound | |
| Thumping then a pause, the door slams somebody' s lost | |
| The sobbing strikes the wall and moves in | |
| A failed lover now conceding | |
| Oh I hear a wounded call, a fallen heart a desperate soul | |
| Who begs for peace of mind, a want of love expired | |
| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say | |
| That all is lost we' ve stumbled hard there' s nothing left to save | |
| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say | |
| That all is lost we' ve stumbled hard there' s nothing left to save | |
| Oh I think I hear, in broken words, a lovers' spat | |
| Voices to and fro, a woman' s cry, a baritone |