作词 : SUMNER, GORDON(STING) | |
Well it's five in the morning and the light's already broken | |
And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken | |
Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers | |
And you wonder what he's dreaming in his slumbers | |
There's a clock upon the table and it's burning up the hour | |
And you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flower | |
As you creep towards the closet you're so careful not to wake him | |
And you choose the cotton dress you bought last summer | |
There's a time of indecision between the bedroom and the door | |
But the part of you that knows that you can't take it any more | |
There's the promise of the future in the creaking of the floor | |
And you're torn if you should leave him with a number | |
And in your imagination you're a thousand miles away | |
Because too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So you write it in a letter all the things you couldn't say | |
And you tell him that you're never coming home | |
She starts running for the railway station praying that her calculation's right | |
And there's a train just waiting there to get her to the city before night | |
A place to sleep a place to stay will get her through another day | |
She'll take a job she'll find a friend she'll make a life that's better | |
The passengers ignore her just a girl with an umbrella | |
And there's nothing they can do for her, there's nothing they can tell her | |
There's nothing they could ever say would change the way she feels today | |
She'd live the life she'd always dreamed if he had only let her | |
Now in her imagination she's a million miles away | |
When too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So she wrote it in a letter all the things she couldn't say | |
And she told him she was never coming home | |
She told him she was never coming home | |
I wake up in an empty bed a road drill hammers in my head | |
I call her name there's no reply it's not like her to let me lie | |
It's time for work it's time to go but something's different I don't know | |
I need a cup of coffee I'll feel better | |
I stumble to the bathroom door, her make up bag is on the floor | |
It really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my face | |
I'm not really thinking straight she never lets me sleep this late | |
I'm almost done and then I see the letter | |
In his imagination she's a universe away | |
Too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So she wrote it in a letter all things she couldn't say | |
And she told him she was never coming home, | |
She told him she was never coming home, | |
She told him she was never coming home | |
I'm gonna live my life | |
And she told him she was never coming home | |
I'm gonna live my life in my own way |
zuo ci : SUMNER, GORDON STING | |
Well it' s five in the morning and the light' s already broken | |
And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken | |
Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers | |
And you wonder what he' s dreaming in his slumbers | |
There' s a clock upon the table and it' s burning up the hour | |
And you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flower | |
As you creep towards the closet you' re so careful not to wake him | |
And you choose the cotton dress you bought last summer | |
There' s a time of indecision between the bedroom and the door | |
But the part of you that knows that you can' t take it any more | |
There' s the promise of the future in the creaking of the floor | |
And you' re torn if you should leave him with a number | |
And in your imagination you' re a thousand miles away | |
Because too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So you write it in a letter all the things you couldn' t say | |
And you tell him that you' re never coming home | |
She starts running for the railway station praying that her calculation' s right | |
And there' s a train just waiting there to get her to the city before night | |
A place to sleep a place to stay will get her through another day | |
She' ll take a job she' ll find a friend she' ll make a life that' s better | |
The passengers ignore her just a girl with an umbrella | |
And there' s nothing they can do for her, there' s nothing they can tell her | |
There' s nothing they could ever say would change the way she feels today | |
She' d live the life she' d always dreamed if he had only let her | |
Now in her imagination she' s a million miles away | |
When too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So she wrote it in a letter all the things she couldn' t say | |
And she told him she was never coming home | |
She told him she was never coming home | |
I wake up in an empty bed a road drill hammers in my head | |
I call her name there' s no reply it' s not like her to let me lie | |
It' s time for work it' s time to go but something' s different I don' t know | |
I need a cup of coffee I' ll feel better | |
I stumble to the bathroom door, her make up bag is on the floor | |
It really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my face | |
I' m not really thinking straight she never lets me sleep this late | |
I' m almost done and then I see the letter | |
In his imagination she' s a universe away | |
Too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So she wrote it in a letter all things she couldn' t say | |
And she told him she was never coming home, | |
She told him she was never coming home, | |
She told him she was never coming home | |
I' m gonna live my life | |
And she told him she was never coming home | |
I' m gonna live my life in my own way |
zuò cí : SUMNER, GORDON STING | |
Well it' s five in the morning and the light' s already broken | |
And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken | |
Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers | |
And you wonder what he' s dreaming in his slumbers | |
There' s a clock upon the table and it' s burning up the hour | |
And you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flower | |
As you creep towards the closet you' re so careful not to wake him | |
And you choose the cotton dress you bought last summer | |
There' s a time of indecision between the bedroom and the door | |
But the part of you that knows that you can' t take it any more | |
There' s the promise of the future in the creaking of the floor | |
And you' re torn if you should leave him with a number | |
And in your imagination you' re a thousand miles away | |
Because too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So you write it in a letter all the things you couldn' t say | |
And you tell him that you' re never coming home | |
She starts running for the railway station praying that her calculation' s right | |
And there' s a train just waiting there to get her to the city before night | |
A place to sleep a place to stay will get her through another day | |
She' ll take a job she' ll find a friend she' ll make a life that' s better | |
The passengers ignore her just a girl with an umbrella | |
And there' s nothing they can do for her, there' s nothing they can tell her | |
There' s nothing they could ever say would change the way she feels today | |
She' d live the life she' d always dreamed if he had only let her | |
Now in her imagination she' s a million miles away | |
When too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So she wrote it in a letter all the things she couldn' t say | |
And she told him she was never coming home | |
She told him she was never coming home | |
I wake up in an empty bed a road drill hammers in my head | |
I call her name there' s no reply it' s not like her to let me lie | |
It' s time for work it' s time to go but something' s different I don' t know | |
I need a cup of coffee I' ll feel better | |
I stumble to the bathroom door, her make up bag is on the floor | |
It really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my face | |
I' m not really thinking straight she never lets me sleep this late | |
I' m almost done and then I see the letter | |
In his imagination she' s a universe away | |
Too many of his promises got broken on the way | |
So she wrote it in a letter all things she couldn' t say | |
And she told him she was never coming home, | |
She told him she was never coming home, | |
She told him she was never coming home | |
I' m gonna live my life | |
And she told him she was never coming home | |
I' m gonna live my life in my own way |
[00:00.00] | 现在凌晨五点,破晓早已到来 |
[00:04.66] | 雨街空无一人,现在没人醒来 |
[00:08.55] | 但你转向窗外,当他还在被子下沉睡 |
[00:12.13] | 你好奇他梦中看到了怎样的景象 |
[00:16.03] | 时钟放在桌上,烧尽时间 |
[00:19.73] | 你的生活褪色发黄,像是枯萎花瓣 |
[00:23.48] | 你挪向壁橱,小心不把他吵醒 |
[00:27.23] | 你选了去年夏天买下的棉裙 |
[00:31.00] | 你还有点时间,在门和卧室之间犹豫不决 |
[00:34.61] | 但你心里多少知道日子不能这么过 |
[00:38.46] | 地板嘎吱作响,那里有个应许的未来 |
[00:41.95] | 你犹豫是否该留下自己的电话号码 |
[00:46.02] | 在你幻想中你已离家千里 |
[00:49.68] | 因为太多次他半途而废的承诺 |
[00:53.39] | 于是你在信里写下所有说不出口的话 |
[00:57.07] | 你告诉他你不会再回家 |
[01:01.18] | 她奔向火车站,祈祷一切不会超出预算 |
[01:05.07] | 列车正等在站台,带她在夜晚前到达另一个地方 |
[01:08.76] | 一地过夜,一地停留,就又带她到另一天之后 |
[01:12.37] | 她会有新的工作,新的朋友,经营更好的生活 |
[01:16.03] | 旅客把她无视,只是个拿着伞的女孩 |
[01:19.73] | 他们没有什么能为她做的事,或是能告诉她的话 |
[01:23.42] | 没什么他们能说的会改变她今日所想所感 |
[01:27.20] | 她会有她梦想的人生,只要他放手让她随性而活 |
[01:31.01] | 在她幻想中她已离家万里 |
[01:34.59] | 当有太多次他半途而废的承诺 |
[01:38.29] | 于是她在信里写下所有说不出口的话 |
[01:42.14] | 她告诉他她不会再回家 |
[01:45.98] | 她告诉他她不会再回家 |
[01:49.81] | |
[01:52.43] | |
[01:54.84] | |
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[02:03.01] | 我醒在空床上,像是有钻机敲着脑袋 |
[02:06.78] | 叫了她的名字却没人回应,她不像会让我躺到这下 |
[02:10.43] | 是时候上班出门,但有哪里不对说不出的地方不对劲 |
[02:14.18] | 我需要杯咖啡,我会感觉好些 |
[02:17.93] | 跌跌撞撞到浴室门前,她的化妆包在地上 |
[02:21.78] | 这里一片混乱,我花了些时间剃胡茬 |
[02:25.55] | 我思绪纠缠,她从不让我赖床到这么晚 |
[02:29.15] | 我基本快收拾好自己,然后看到那封信 |
[02:33.02] | 他的幻想中她已离家光年之外 |
[02:36.65] | 有过太多次他半途而废的承诺 |
[02:40.33] | 于是她在信里写下所有说不出口的话 |
[02:44.11] | 她告诉他她不会再回家 |
[02:47.96] | 她告诉他她不会再回家 |
[03:01.11] | 我要去过我的生活 |
[03:04.86] | 她告诉他她不会再回家 |
[03:08.62] | 我要去过我的生活 |
[03:12.38] | 她告诉他她不会再回家 |