歌曲 | The Listening Chair |
歌手 | Imogen Heap |
专辑 | Sparks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Cat, blue, piano | |
Are just some of the things I like | |
So the more that I see of them in my day | |
The better I sleep at night | |
Mum, dad, Giles, (Lizzie) and Juliet (Uncle James) | |
Are just some of the people I love | |
So the more of all them I can get in my day | |
The better I’ll sleep at night | |
I can moonwalk, build castles, play ping pong, talk to animals, | |
hold my breath for a really long time…and tell the future | |
Are just six of the things I can do | |
And the more I can fit of these things in my day | |
The better I sleep at night | |
Ahhh, the better I sleep at night | |
Composer or maybe an astronaut | |
This is what I’m gonna be when I grow up | |
I know cuz I sing out all through the day | |
I fly through space by night | |
The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals | |
I don’t wanna go anymore | |
I put a brave face on, battle through the day | |
But I might cry myself to sleep | |
Pinch, pinch, punch, punch | |
Dancing round the car park after lunch | |
Copy cats, gold stars, cola cubes for good marks | |
Shy type, show off | |
Your mom’s got her masters, so what? | |
Swap stickers, best friends, knight rider | |
Whatcha tell the time again | |
Popular, blonde hair, all the pretty girls sit over there | |
Sister's in school, he’s cool, our brother knows karate | |
What do I do to make you hate me so much? | |
Is it the clothes I wear? The way I speak? | |
Wonder bra thrown ‘round the German classroom | |
You wouldn’t understand | |
I’ll never live it down | |
Hiding in the bushes | |
Or tip-toeing down the corridor | |
Stop it, you’ll make me laugh | |
Why would I ever need to know this? | |
Somehow I’ll get through | |
I never want this to end | |
This night, this music, with you in my arms | |
Switch in to the real world | |
No idea what I’m doing | |
But here it goes (there she goes) | |
I’ve found the place, feels like home | |
But I caught you kissing her | |
So suddenly I’m on my own | |
There’s just not enough hours in the day | |
Things are going great, I can’t complain | |
When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby | |
Finding my feet | |
Make love, make money, make a difference | |
Finding my feet | |
Connect (connect) | |
Finding my feet | |
Make love, make money, make a difference | |
How d'you do that again? | |
Connect together | |
I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason | |
When did I stop eating bread… and cheese? I love cheese | |
I want to have children, | |
But I don’t want to have children, you know? | |
Something nibbling, a feeling I can’t quite explain (A question) | |
Online, offline, like I’m not really here (A choir) | |
Awake or sleeping, somehow can’t tell the difference (A question) | |
Bright light outside, dark deep down within | |
It’s a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along | |
Honing in, I’m honing in on the heart of it all | |
Toughen up, I’ve got to toughen up | |
Coz I’m breaking it all apart | |
What’s at the heart | |
What’s at the heart of it all? | |
Who am I now? | |
Who am I now? |
Cat, blue, piano | |
Are just some of the things I like | |
So the more that I see of them in my day | |
The better I sleep at night | |
Mum, dad, Giles, Lizzie and Juliet Uncle James | |
Are just some of the people I love | |
So the more of all them I can get in my day | |
The better I' ll sleep at night | |
I can moonwalk, build castles, play ping pong, talk to animals, | |
hold my breath for a really long time and tell the future | |
Are just six of the things I can do | |
And the more I can fit of these things in my day | |
The better I sleep at night | |
Ahhh, the better I sleep at night | |
Composer or maybe an astronaut | |
This is what I' m gonna be when I grow up | |
I know cuz I sing out all through the day | |
I fly through space by night | |
The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals | |
I don' t wanna go anymore | |
I put a brave face on, battle through the day | |
But I might cry myself to sleep | |
Pinch, pinch, punch, punch | |
Dancing round the car park after lunch | |
Copy cats, gold stars, cola cubes for good marks | |
Shy type, show off | |
Your mom' s got her masters, so what? | |
Swap stickers, best friends, knight rider | |
Whatcha tell the time again | |
Popular, blonde hair, all the pretty girls sit over there | |
Sister' s in school, he' s cool, our brother knows karate | |
What do I do to make you hate me so much? | |
Is it the clothes I wear? The way I speak? | |
Wonder bra thrown ' round the German classroom | |
You wouldn' t understand | |
I' ll never live it down | |
Hiding in the bushes | |
Or tiptoeing down the corridor | |
Stop it, you' ll make me laugh | |
Why would I ever need to know this? | |
Somehow I' ll get through | |
I never want this to end | |
This night, this music, with you in my arms | |
Switch in to the real world | |
No idea what I' m doing | |
But here it goes there she goes | |
I' ve found the place, feels like home | |
But I caught you kissing her | |
So suddenly I' m on my own | |
There' s just not enough hours in the day | |
Things are going great, I can' t complain | |
When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby | |
Finding my feet | |
Make love, make money, make a difference | |
Finding my feet | |
Connect connect | |
Finding my feet | |
Make love, make money, make a difference | |
How d' you do that again? | |
Connect together | |
I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason | |
When did I stop eating bread and cheese? I love cheese | |
I want to have children, | |
But I don' t want to have children, you know? | |
Something nibbling, a feeling I can' t quite explain A question | |
Online, offline, like I' m not really here A choir | |
Awake or sleeping, somehow can' t tell the difference A question | |
Bright light outside, dark deep down within | |
It' s a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along | |
Honing in, I' m honing in on the heart of it all | |
Toughen up, I' ve got to toughen up | |
Coz I' m breaking it all apart | |
What' s at the heart | |
What' s at the heart of it all? | |
Who am I now? | |
Who am I now? |
Cat, blue, piano | |
Are just some of the things I like | |
So the more that I see of them in my day | |
The better I sleep at night | |
Mum, dad, Giles, Lizzie and Juliet Uncle James | |
Are just some of the people I love | |
So the more of all them I can get in my day | |
The better I' ll sleep at night | |
I can moonwalk, build castles, play ping pong, talk to animals, | |
hold my breath for a really long time and tell the future | |
Are just six of the things I can do | |
And the more I can fit of these things in my day | |
The better I sleep at night | |
Ahhh, the better I sleep at night | |
Composer or maybe an astronaut | |
This is what I' m gonna be when I grow up | |
I know cuz I sing out all through the day | |
I fly through space by night | |
The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals | |
I don' t wanna go anymore | |
I put a brave face on, battle through the day | |
But I might cry myself to sleep | |
Pinch, pinch, punch, punch | |
Dancing round the car park after lunch | |
Copy cats, gold stars, cola cubes for good marks | |
Shy type, show off | |
Your mom' s got her masters, so what? | |
Swap stickers, best friends, knight rider | |
Whatcha tell the time again | |
Popular, blonde hair, all the pretty girls sit over there | |
Sister' s in school, he' s cool, our brother knows karate | |
What do I do to make you hate me so much? | |
Is it the clothes I wear? The way I speak? | |
Wonder bra thrown ' round the German classroom | |
You wouldn' t understand | |
I' ll never live it down | |
Hiding in the bushes | |
Or tiptoeing down the corridor | |
Stop it, you' ll make me laugh | |
Why would I ever need to know this? | |
Somehow I' ll get through | |
I never want this to end | |
This night, this music, with you in my arms | |
Switch in to the real world | |
No idea what I' m doing | |
But here it goes there she goes | |
I' ve found the place, feels like home | |
But I caught you kissing her | |
So suddenly I' m on my own | |
There' s just not enough hours in the day | |
Things are going great, I can' t complain | |
When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby | |
Finding my feet | |
Make love, make money, make a difference | |
Finding my feet | |
Connect connect | |
Finding my feet | |
Make love, make money, make a difference | |
How d' you do that again? | |
Connect together | |
I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason | |
When did I stop eating bread and cheese? I love cheese | |
I want to have children, | |
But I don' t want to have children, you know? | |
Something nibbling, a feeling I can' t quite explain A question | |
Online, offline, like I' m not really here A choir | |
Awake or sleeping, somehow can' t tell the difference A question | |
Bright light outside, dark deep down within | |
It' s a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along | |
Honing in, I' m honing in on the heart of it all | |
Toughen up, I' ve got to toughen up | |
Coz I' m breaking it all apart | |
What' s at the heart | |
What' s at the heart of it all? | |
Who am I now? | |
Who am I now? |