Nhạc sĩ: Richard Ashcroft
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down, my love
Like a cat in a bag
Waiting to drown
This time I'm coming down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your bed
On your side
Now the trucks don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Now the trucks don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on the losing streak
As I pass down my old street
And if you wanna show
Then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the trucks don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
I'll see your face again
Cause baby
Ooh
If heaven falls
I'm coming too
Just like you said
You lead my life
I'm better out there
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my log
Like a cat in a bag
Waiting to drown
This time I'm coming down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make me feel
Make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Cause baby
Ooh
If heaven falls
I'm coming too
Just like you said
You lead my life
I'm better out there
I'm better out there
But if you wanna show
Just let me know
While I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Whoa Lord
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Whoa Lord
Whoa Lord
Let your soul go down
I'm never coming down the hall
The hall, the hall, the hall, the hall
The hall, the hall, the hall, the hall
Never coming down, never coming down, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more