歌曲 | Raining in Paris |
歌手 | The Maine |
专辑 | Imaginary Numbers |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Midnight comes in | |
Paris and as | |
I light my cigarette | |
The rain it hits my face | |
So I start walking | |
Toward the Ferris wheel | |
From my hotel on | |
Champs-Élysées | |
For now I am alone | |
I might always be alone | |
My heart is in the city of love | |
But it's raining in Paris | |
What good is a heart of gold | |
With nobody to share it with | |
It's coming down, it's coming down | |
My head can hardly bare it | |
My heart is in the city of love | |
But it's raining in Paris | |
So let it rain on me | |
See my heart's on fire | |
But I always got cold feet | |
Love never really did anything for me | |
Try telling that to this goddamn city | |
And if the storm should stop | |
I'd ask you to dance on some cliche mountain top | |
We'd share straws at your favorite coffee shop | |
But life it ain't no romance novel | |
I met a man | |
Who sold umbrellas | |
and | |
just five dollars | |
saved me from all that rain | |
For now I am alone | |
I think I like being alone |
Midnight comes in | |
Paris and as | |
I light my cigarette | |
The rain it hits my face | |
So I start walking | |
Toward the Ferris wheel | |
From my hotel on | |
ChampsÉ lyse es | |
For now I am alone | |
I might always be alone | |
My heart is in the city of love | |
But it' s raining in Paris | |
What good is a heart of gold | |
With nobody to share it with | |
It' s coming down, it' s coming down | |
My head can hardly bare it | |
My heart is in the city of love | |
But it' s raining in Paris | |
So let it rain on me | |
See my heart' s on fire | |
But I always got cold feet | |
Love never really did anything for me | |
Try telling that to this goddamn city | |
And if the storm should stop | |
I' d ask you to dance on some cliche mountain top | |
We' d share straws at your favorite coffee shop | |
But life it ain' t no romance novel | |
I met a man | |
Who sold umbrellas | |
and | |
just five dollars | |
saved me from all that rain | |
For now I am alone | |
I think I like being alone |
Midnight comes in | |
Paris and as | |
I light my cigarette | |
The rain it hits my face | |
So I start walking | |
Toward the Ferris wheel | |
From my hotel on | |
ChampsÉ lysé es | |
For now I am alone | |
I might always be alone | |
My heart is in the city of love | |
But it' s raining in Paris | |
What good is a heart of gold | |
With nobody to share it with | |
It' s coming down, it' s coming down | |
My head can hardly bare it | |
My heart is in the city of love | |
But it' s raining in Paris | |
So let it rain on me | |
See my heart' s on fire | |
But I always got cold feet | |
Love never really did anything for me | |
Try telling that to this goddamn city | |
And if the storm should stop | |
I' d ask you to dance on some cliche mountain top | |
We' d share straws at your favorite coffee shop | |
But life it ain' t no romance novel | |
I met a man | |
Who sold umbrellas | |
and | |
just five dollars | |
saved me from all that rain | |
For now I am alone | |
I think I like being alone |