歌曲 | Again I Go Unnoticed |
歌手 | Dashboard Confessional |
专辑 | MTV Unplugged 2.0 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Carrabba | |
So quiet. | |
Another wasted night | |
The television steals the conversation. | |
Exhale. | |
Another wasted breath | |
again it goes unnoticed. | |
Please tell me you're just feeling tired, | |
cause if it's more than that I fear that I might break. | |
Out of touch. Out of time. | |
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, | |
cause I can't read your rolling eyes. | |
Out of touch. Are we out of time? | |
Closed lipped | |
another goodnight kiss | |
is robbed of all its passion. | |
Your grip | |
another time to slack | |
has left me feeling empty | |
Please tell me you're just feeling tired, | |
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break. | |
Out of touch. Out of time | |
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, | |
cause I can't read your rolling eyes. | |
Out of touch. Are we out of time? | |
I'll wait until tomorrow. | |
Maybe you'll feel better then, | |
maybe we'll be better then. | |
So what's another day | |
when I can't bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you? | |
This mood of yours is temporary. | |
It seems worth the wait to see you smile again. | |
Out of the corner of my eye | |
won't be the only way you're looking at me then. | |
So quiet. | |
Another wasted night | |
the television steals the conversation. | |
Exhale. | |
Another wasted breath | |
again it goes unnoticed. |
zuo qu : Carrabba | |
So quiet. | |
Another wasted night | |
The television steals the conversation. | |
Exhale. | |
Another wasted breath | |
again it goes unnoticed. | |
Please tell me you' re just feeling tired, | |
cause if it' s more than that I fear that I might break. | |
Out of touch. Out of time. | |
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, | |
cause I can' t read your rolling eyes. | |
Out of touch. Are we out of time? | |
Closed lipped | |
another goodnight kiss | |
is robbed of all its passion. | |
Your grip | |
another time to slack | |
has left me feeling empty | |
Please tell me you' re just feeling tired, | |
cause if it' s more than that I feel that I might break. | |
Out of touch. Out of time | |
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, | |
cause I can' t read your rolling eyes. | |
Out of touch. Are we out of time? | |
I' ll wait until tomorrow. | |
Maybe you' ll feel better then, | |
maybe we' ll be better then. | |
So what' s another day | |
when I can' t bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you? | |
This mood of yours is temporary. | |
It seems worth the wait to see you smile again. | |
Out of the corner of my eye | |
won' t be the only way you' re looking at me then. | |
So quiet. | |
Another wasted night | |
the television steals the conversation. | |
Exhale. | |
Another wasted breath | |
again it goes unnoticed. |
zuò qǔ : Carrabba | |
So quiet. | |
Another wasted night | |
The television steals the conversation. | |
Exhale. | |
Another wasted breath | |
again it goes unnoticed. | |
Please tell me you' re just feeling tired, | |
cause if it' s more than that I fear that I might break. | |
Out of touch. Out of time. | |
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, | |
cause I can' t read your rolling eyes. | |
Out of touch. Are we out of time? | |
Closed lipped | |
another goodnight kiss | |
is robbed of all its passion. | |
Your grip | |
another time to slack | |
has left me feeling empty | |
Please tell me you' re just feeling tired, | |
cause if it' s more than that I feel that I might break. | |
Out of touch. Out of time | |
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed, | |
cause I can' t read your rolling eyes. | |
Out of touch. Are we out of time? | |
I' ll wait until tomorrow. | |
Maybe you' ll feel better then, | |
maybe we' ll be better then. | |
So what' s another day | |
when I can' t bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you? | |
This mood of yours is temporary. | |
It seems worth the wait to see you smile again. | |
Out of the corner of my eye | |
won' t be the only way you' re looking at me then. | |
So quiet. | |
Another wasted night | |
the television steals the conversation. | |
Exhale. | |
Another wasted breath | |
again it goes unnoticed. |