歌曲 | Backwards And Forwards |
歌手 | Aztec Camera |
专辑 | Walk Out To Winter: The Best Of Aztec Camera |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Frame | |
Craze my hair and shine my shoes | |
And kiss the kiss that I could lose | |
And I looked at what I have | |
And I have one wish | |
And I looked back in your eyes | |
And there were two words | |
Backwards and forwards | |
Here lies the essence of my peers | |
Handshakes, hellos and golden years | |
See it smiling through its teeth | |
It's the whore who has to die | |
Unhappy, underneath | |
And it's long learned not to show it | |
Get backwards and forwards | |
How come when I'm gone I get the blues | |
Or something special that I might confuse | |
With getting gifts I'm not at liberty to use | |
It's cold to the touch and older than I know | |
And when the worlds with me too much | |
I say she comes and then it goes | |
Could completeness still appeal | |
To one who thinks what he should feel | |
And it stares me in the face | |
And holds me speechless | |
And I look back in your eyes | |
And see your eyes gaze | |
See your eyes gaze into mine | |
Forever |
zuo ci : Frame | |
Craze my hair and shine my shoes | |
And kiss the kiss that I could lose | |
And I looked at what I have | |
And I have one wish | |
And I looked back in your eyes | |
And there were two words | |
Backwards and forwards | |
Here lies the essence of my peers | |
Handshakes, hellos and golden years | |
See it smiling through its teeth | |
It' s the whore who has to die | |
Unhappy, underneath | |
And it' s long learned not to show it | |
Get backwards and forwards | |
How come when I' m gone I get the blues | |
Or something special that I might confuse | |
With getting gifts I' m not at liberty to use | |
It' s cold to the touch and older than I know | |
And when the worlds with me too much | |
I say she comes and then it goes | |
Could completeness still appeal | |
To one who thinks what he should feel | |
And it stares me in the face | |
And holds me speechless | |
And I look back in your eyes | |
And see your eyes gaze | |
See your eyes gaze into mine | |
Forever |
zuò cí : Frame | |
Craze my hair and shine my shoes | |
And kiss the kiss that I could lose | |
And I looked at what I have | |
And I have one wish | |
And I looked back in your eyes | |
And there were two words | |
Backwards and forwards | |
Here lies the essence of my peers | |
Handshakes, hellos and golden years | |
See it smiling through its teeth | |
It' s the whore who has to die | |
Unhappy, underneath | |
And it' s long learned not to show it | |
Get backwards and forwards | |
How come when I' m gone I get the blues | |
Or something special that I might confuse | |
With getting gifts I' m not at liberty to use | |
It' s cold to the touch and older than I know | |
And when the worlds with me too much | |
I say she comes and then it goes | |
Could completeness still appeal | |
To one who thinks what he should feel | |
And it stares me in the face | |
And holds me speechless | |
And I look back in your eyes | |
And see your eyes gaze | |
See your eyes gaze into mine | |
Forever |