| Song | Telephone Wires |
| Artist | Mirah |
| Album | You Think It's Like This But Really It's Like ... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mirah | |
| Lean in close and speak to me low | |
| Tell me things you want me to know | |
| 'Cause i want to be the one | |
| You need to | |
| Lean to | |
| Speak to me low | |
| Regretful it's the time of year for letting go | |
| Wasting all my time 'cause you just tease me | |
| Please leave me alone | |
| Scared of the feeling of you coming home | |
| I'm leaning out the open windows | |
| Looking into the alley below | |
| Rooftops black and the moon's hanging low | |
| And the telephone wires | |
| That carry the sound | |
| Stretch across the sky | |
| And under the ground | |
| And i will be here | |
| When you come back | |
| And speak to me low | |
| Speak to me low | |
| I'll pretend that | |
| It's okay | |
| We'll just be friends | |
| So the wires say | |
| But i will be here | |
| When you come back | |
| And speak to me low | |
| Speak to me low |
| zuo ci : Mirah | |
| Lean in close and speak to me low | |
| Tell me things you want me to know | |
| ' Cause i want to be the one | |
| You need to | |
| Lean to | |
| Speak to me low | |
| Regretful it' s the time of year for letting go | |
| Wasting all my time ' cause you just tease me | |
| Please leave me alone | |
| Scared of the feeling of you coming home | |
| I' m leaning out the open windows | |
| Looking into the alley below | |
| Rooftops black and the moon' s hanging low | |
| And the telephone wires | |
| That carry the sound | |
| Stretch across the sky | |
| And under the ground | |
| And i will be here | |
| When you come back | |
| And speak to me low | |
| Speak to me low | |
| I' ll pretend that | |
| It' s okay | |
| We' ll just be friends | |
| So the wires say | |
| But i will be here | |
| When you come back | |
| And speak to me low | |
| Speak to me low |
| zuò cí : Mirah | |
| Lean in close and speak to me low | |
| Tell me things you want me to know | |
| ' Cause i want to be the one | |
| You need to | |
| Lean to | |
| Speak to me low | |
| Regretful it' s the time of year for letting go | |
| Wasting all my time ' cause you just tease me | |
| Please leave me alone | |
| Scared of the feeling of you coming home | |
| I' m leaning out the open windows | |
| Looking into the alley below | |
| Rooftops black and the moon' s hanging low | |
| And the telephone wires | |
| That carry the sound | |
| Stretch across the sky | |
| And under the ground | |
| And i will be here | |
| When you come back | |
| And speak to me low | |
| Speak to me low | |
| I' ll pretend that | |
| It' s okay | |
| We' ll just be friends | |
| So the wires say | |
| But i will be here | |
| When you come back | |
| And speak to me low | |
| Speak to me low |