作词 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
作曲 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
I wonder where my friend has gone
I wonder where it all went wrong
Was there something that I should have known?
I looked for him in Amsterdam
I cried for him in Birmingham
Wondered if he’s ever coming home
Coming home, coming home
Standing underneath the sky
With nothing of my own
I’m here picking flowers
But all my seeds are left unsown
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Had a man, tall and fine
I left him by an old road sign
Told him I was off to Mexico
With my feet on the track
And your shadow on my back
Wandered if I’m ever coming home
Coming home, coming home
Standing underneath the sky
With nothing of my own
I’m here picking flowers
But all my seeds are left unsown
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Coming home, coming home
Standing underneath the sky
With nothing of my own
I’m here picking flowers
But all my seeds are left unsown
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
[00:14.00]I wonder where my friend has gone
[00:17.07]I wonder where it all went wrong
[00:20.49]Was there something that I should have known?
[00:26.19]I looked for him in Amsterdam
[00:29.31]I cried for him in Birmingham
[00:32.60]Wondered if he’s ever coming home
[00:38.11]Coming home, coming home
[00:45.20]Standing underneath the sky
[00:48.37]With nothing of my own
[00:51.47]I’m here picking flowers
[00:53.89]But all my seeds are left unsown
[00:59.25]Better off if he was coming home
[01:07.10]Better off if he was coming home
[01:13.62]Had a man, tall and fine
[01:16.25]I left him by an old road sign
[01:20.06]Told him I was off to Mexico
[01:25.10]With my feet on the track
[01:28.33]And your shadow on my back
[01:32.11]Wandered if I’m ever coming home
[01:37.58]Coming home, coming home
[01:44.67]Standing underneath the sky
[01:47.37]With nothing of my own
[01:50.84]I’m here picking flowers
[01:53.22]But all my seeds are left unsown
[01:58.61]Better off if he was coming home
[02:06.45]Better off if he was coming home
[02:36.97]Coming home, coming home
[02:43.90]Standing underneath the sky
[02:46.85]With nothing of my own
[02:50.17]I’m here picking flowers
[02:52.62]But all my seeds are left unsown
[02:58.02]Better off if he was coming home
[03:05.82]Better off if he was coming home
[03:13.55]Better off if he was coming home
[03:22.04]Better off if he was coming home
作词 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
作曲 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
I wonder where my friend has gone
I wonder where it all went wrong
Was there something that I should have known?
I looked for him in Amsterdam
I cried for him in Birmingham
Wondered if he’s ever coming home
Coming home, coming home
Standing underneath the sky
With nothing of my own
I’m here picking flowers
But all my seeds are left unsown
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Had a man, tall and fine
I left him by an old road sign
Told him I was off to Mexico
With my feet on the track
And your shadow on my back
Wandered if I’m ever coming home
Coming home, coming home
Standing underneath the sky
With nothing of my own
I’m here picking flowers
But all my seeds are left unsown
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Coming home, coming home
Standing underneath the sky
With nothing of my own
I’m here picking flowers
But all my seeds are left unsown
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
Better off if he was coming home
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : John Smith/Gabrielle Aplin/Lisa Hannigan
[00:14.00]I wonder where my friend has gone
[00:17.07]I wonder where it all went wrong
[00:20.49]Was there something that I should have known?
[00:26.19]I looked for him in Amsterdam
[00:29.31]I cried for him in Birmingham
[00:32.60]Wondered if he’s ever coming home
[00:38.11]Coming home, coming home
[00:45.20]Standing underneath the sky
[00:48.37]With nothing of my own
[00:51.47]I’m here picking flowers
[00:53.89]But all my seeds are left unsown
[00:59.25]Better off if he was coming home
[01:07.10]Better off if he was coming home
[01:13.62]Had a man, tall and fine
[01:16.25]I left him by an old road sign
[01:20.06]Told him I was off to Mexico
[01:25.10]With my feet on the track
[01:28.33]And your shadow on my back
[01:32.11]Wandered if I’m ever coming home
[01:37.58]Coming home, coming home
[01:44.67]Standing underneath the sky
[01:47.37]With nothing of my own
[01:50.84]I’m here picking flowers
[01:53.22]But all my seeds are left unsown
[01:58.61]Better off if he was coming home
[02:06.45]Better off if he was coming home
[02:36.97]Coming home, coming home
[02:43.90]Standing underneath the sky
[02:46.85]With nothing of my own
[02:50.17]I’m here picking flowers
[02:52.62]But all my seeds are left unsown
[02:58.02]Better off if he was coming home
[03:05.82]Better off if he was coming home
[03:13.55]Better off if he was coming home
[03:22.04]Better off if he was coming home