歌曲 | Propeller Seeds |
歌手 | Imogen Heap |
专辑 | Sparks |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Propeller seeds | |
Corridor scene | |
Talk on, walk out. | |
It took me a minute, my mind was on other things | |
Oh, you got me at “Paris” | |
I must be coming down with something to be thinking this | |
What's happening here? | |
I'm growing roots through my toes | |
And leaves from my fingertips | |
Unfold | |
Where does this story go? | |
Queue, food | |
Drink up | |
Continue | |
We float in tandem, past name tags and shaking hands | |
Immune to the hubbub of others | |
We're deep in discussion, the party's on mute. | |
(Oh woah, oh woah) | |
Our bubble's got it covered | |
(Ooh...) | |
You want me, well you've got me | |
It doesn't have to be today | |
I can't believe I said that out loud | |
What's happening here? | |
I'm growing roots through my toes | |
And leaves from my fingertips | |
I'm falling | |
What does this story know? | |
Wedding rings, children | |
Are all the good ones taken? | |
Rickshaw, disco | |
Goodnight kiss | |
Oh, cold shower | |
Call me for sweet... dreams of him | |
Where does this story go? | |
(Whoa whoa) | |
What does this story know? | |
(Whoa whoa) | |
What does this story hold... for us? |
Propeller seeds | |
Corridor scene | |
Talk on, walk out. | |
It took me a minute, my mind was on other things | |
Oh, you got me at " Paris" | |
I must be coming down with something to be thinking this | |
What' s happening here? | |
I' m growing roots through my toes | |
And leaves from my fingertips | |
Unfold | |
Where does this story go? | |
Queue, food | |
Drink up | |
Continue | |
We float in tandem, past name tags and shaking hands | |
Immune to the hubbub of others | |
We' re deep in discussion, the party' s on mute. | |
Oh woah, oh woah | |
Our bubble' s got it covered | |
Ooh... | |
You want me, well you' ve got me | |
It doesn' t have to be today | |
I can' t believe I said that out loud | |
What' s happening here? | |
I' m growing roots through my toes | |
And leaves from my fingertips | |
I' m falling | |
What does this story know? | |
Wedding rings, children | |
Are all the good ones taken? | |
Rickshaw, disco | |
Goodnight kiss | |
Oh, cold shower | |
Call me for sweet... dreams of him | |
Where does this story go? | |
Whoa whoa | |
What does this story know? | |
Whoa whoa | |
What does this story hold... for us? |
Propeller seeds | |
Corridor scene | |
Talk on, walk out. | |
It took me a minute, my mind was on other things | |
Oh, you got me at " Paris" | |
I must be coming down with something to be thinking this | |
What' s happening here? | |
I' m growing roots through my toes | |
And leaves from my fingertips | |
Unfold | |
Where does this story go? | |
Queue, food | |
Drink up | |
Continue | |
We float in tandem, past name tags and shaking hands | |
Immune to the hubbub of others | |
We' re deep in discussion, the party' s on mute. | |
Oh woah, oh woah | |
Our bubble' s got it covered | |
Ooh... | |
You want me, well you' ve got me | |
It doesn' t have to be today | |
I can' t believe I said that out loud | |
What' s happening here? | |
I' m growing roots through my toes | |
And leaves from my fingertips | |
I' m falling | |
What does this story know? | |
Wedding rings, children | |
Are all the good ones taken? | |
Rickshaw, disco | |
Goodnight kiss | |
Oh, cold shower | |
Call me for sweet... dreams of him | |
Where does this story go? | |
Whoa whoa | |
What does this story know? | |
Whoa whoa | |
What does this story hold... for us? |