All these nights playing precious games.
Cheap hotel in some seaboard town
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snap our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
No, this is not love.
Empty drugstore postcards freeze
Sunburst images of summers gone.
Think i see us in these promenade days
Before we learned october's song.
Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree;
Curious, head bent to see.
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
Down to the sad south, smokey plumes
Mark that real world city home.
Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snapped our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
All these nights playing precious games.
Cheap hotel in some seaboard town
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snap our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
No, this is not love.
Empty drugstore postcards freeze
Sunburst images of summers gone.
Think i see us in these promenade days
Before we learned october's song.
Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree;
Curious, head bent to see.
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
Down to the sad south, smokey plumes
Mark that real world city home.
Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snapped our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
📝 纯歌词版本
All these nights playing precious games.
Cheap hotel in some seaboard town
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snap our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
No, this is not love.
Empty drugstore postcards freeze
Sunburst images of summers gone.
Think i see us in these promenade days
Before we learned october's song.
Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree;
Curious, head bent to see.
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
Down to the sad south, smokey plumes
Mark that real world city home.
Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snapped our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
All these nights playing precious games.
Cheap hotel in some seaboard town
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snap our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
No, this is not love.
Empty drugstore postcards freeze
Sunburst images of summers gone.
Think i see us in these promenade days
Before we learned october's song.
Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree;
Curious, head bent to see.
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
Down to the sad south, smokey plumes
Mark that real world city home.
Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.
Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea
Snapped our heels half-heartedly
And how come you know better than me
That this is not love.
Going back in the morning time
To see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
Going back in the morning time
To see if my love has changed her mind, ye...
Happy, and I'm smiling
Walk a mile to drink your water
You know I'd love to love you
And above you there's no other
We'll go walking out
While others ...
Meanwhile back in the year one
When you belonged to no one
You didn't stand a chance son
If your pants were undone'
Cause you were bred for humanity a...
In the dark of the city backwoods
Something stirs then slips away
Law and order in darkest
Knights bridge
Crime and punishment at play
Hey Mr. Policem...
in the shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all time loser,
headlong to his death.
he feels the piston scraping
steam breaking on his b...
She dances through the flower-filled room
Or are they blue? The message clear:
Seduce the master, winking.
Dainty feet circles inscribe
Upon the fr...
Smile your little smile, take some tea with me awhile
Brush away that black cloud from your shoulder
Twitch your whiskers, feel that you're really rea...
Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and,
you make all yo...
Going back in the morning time
To see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
I know what i will find
That she is wasting time,
She could be picking ro...