歌曲 | Coming in Going Out |
歌手 | Golden Earring |
专辑 | Millbrook USA |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Carillo, Hay, Kooymans. G. | |
In the morning when I wake up | |
I recover from a dream | |
And beside me is my sweet heart | |
Still asleep innocently | |
Turn the tap on | |
Splash some water | |
On my cheeks and suddenly | |
I remember in the mirror | |
Who I am and where I've been | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out | |
There's a postcard on the doorstep | |
With a stamp I've never seen | |
And a stray dog says good morning | |
To the sunshine I believe | |
Every minute, every hour | |
Ever time-out, go between | |
God keeps trying new inventions | |
For a bullet on a broken wing | |
And the Lord knows | |
It's a smoke screen | |
Messin' up again | |
Bless my soul | |
You're in control now | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out |
zuo ci : Carillo, Hay, Kooymans. G. | |
In the morning when I wake up | |
I recover from a dream | |
And beside me is my sweet heart | |
Still asleep innocently | |
Turn the tap on | |
Splash some water | |
On my cheeks and suddenly | |
I remember in the mirror | |
Who I am and where I' ve been | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out | |
There' s a postcard on the doorstep | |
With a stamp I' ve never seen | |
And a stray dog says good morning | |
To the sunshine I believe | |
Every minute, every hour | |
Ever timeout, go between | |
God keeps trying new inventions | |
For a bullet on a broken wing | |
And the Lord knows | |
It' s a smoke screen | |
Messin' up again | |
Bless my soul | |
You' re in control now | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out |
zuò cí : Carillo, Hay, Kooymans. G. | |
In the morning when I wake up | |
I recover from a dream | |
And beside me is my sweet heart | |
Still asleep innocently | |
Turn the tap on | |
Splash some water | |
On my cheeks and suddenly | |
I remember in the mirror | |
Who I am and where I' ve been | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out | |
There' s a postcard on the doorstep | |
With a stamp I' ve never seen | |
And a stray dog says good morning | |
To the sunshine I believe | |
Every minute, every hour | |
Ever timeout, go between | |
God keeps trying new inventions | |
For a bullet on a broken wing | |
And the Lord knows | |
It' s a smoke screen | |
Messin' up again | |
Bless my soul | |
You' re in control now | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in, findin' out | |
Coming in, looking out | |
Lookin' in and going out |