歌曲 | Magnolia Wine |
歌手 | Charlene Kaye |
专辑 | Things I Will Need in the Past |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kaye | |
Remove me like the ring you're wearing | |
Forget that far away I sleep | |
Among the hordes of the memories, merlot, women's magazines | |
And when the sun comes up tomorrow | |
Another shady late entry | |
Another lie among the never-saids buried in between | |
In sorrow, spirits lure you where they want | |
While an empty bed hands you forget me nots | |
But come this time tomorrow, I'll be out by water, air or land | |
No more love for nothing, no more hesitating at your hand | |
Oh, soon I'll better fill these empty arms | |
And you'll melt away like smoke into the dark | |
Through the dark | |
He smelled of fine magnolia wine and Dior Allure | |
She'd long been up when he crept inside | |
And then, the smash of the china plates, the zing of the cutlery | |
Says, when we took our vows in silence | |
I thought your hands would stay in place | |
Thinking lines would be drawn for love, but some just never change | |
Must you make me look down at my shoes | |
When my mother asks benignly about you? | |
But come this time tomorrow, I'll be out by water, air or land | |
No more love for nothing, no more hesitating, no regrets | |
Oh, soon I'll better fill these empty arms | |
And you'll melt away like smoke into the dark | |
Through the dark | |
From flesh to blood to heart to bone |
zuo qu : Kaye | |
Remove me like the ring you' re wearing | |
Forget that far away I sleep | |
Among the hordes of the memories, merlot, women' s magazines | |
And when the sun comes up tomorrow | |
Another shady late entry | |
Another lie among the neversaids buried in between | |
In sorrow, spirits lure you where they want | |
While an empty bed hands you forget me nots | |
But come this time tomorrow, I' ll be out by water, air or land | |
No more love for nothing, no more hesitating at your hand | |
Oh, soon I' ll better fill these empty arms | |
And you' ll melt away like smoke into the dark | |
Through the dark | |
He smelled of fine magnolia wine and Dior Allure | |
She' d long been up when he crept inside | |
And then, the smash of the china plates, the zing of the cutlery | |
Says, when we took our vows in silence | |
I thought your hands would stay in place | |
Thinking lines would be drawn for love, but some just never change | |
Must you make me look down at my shoes | |
When my mother asks benignly about you? | |
But come this time tomorrow, I' ll be out by water, air or land | |
No more love for nothing, no more hesitating, no regrets | |
Oh, soon I' ll better fill these empty arms | |
And you' ll melt away like smoke into the dark | |
Through the dark | |
From flesh to blood to heart to bone |
zuò qǔ : Kaye | |
Remove me like the ring you' re wearing | |
Forget that far away I sleep | |
Among the hordes of the memories, merlot, women' s magazines | |
And when the sun comes up tomorrow | |
Another shady late entry | |
Another lie among the neversaids buried in between | |
In sorrow, spirits lure you where they want | |
While an empty bed hands you forget me nots | |
But come this time tomorrow, I' ll be out by water, air or land | |
No more love for nothing, no more hesitating at your hand | |
Oh, soon I' ll better fill these empty arms | |
And you' ll melt away like smoke into the dark | |
Through the dark | |
He smelled of fine magnolia wine and Dior Allure | |
She' d long been up when he crept inside | |
And then, the smash of the china plates, the zing of the cutlery | |
Says, when we took our vows in silence | |
I thought your hands would stay in place | |
Thinking lines would be drawn for love, but some just never change | |
Must you make me look down at my shoes | |
When my mother asks benignly about you? | |
But come this time tomorrow, I' ll be out by water, air or land | |
No more love for nothing, no more hesitating, no regrets | |
Oh, soon I' ll better fill these empty arms | |
And you' ll melt away like smoke into the dark | |
Through the dark | |
From flesh to blood to heart to bone |