| Song | Inches Away |
| Artist | The Montgolfier Brothers |
| Album | World Is Flat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Quigley, Tranmer | |
| Inches away and not knowing, | |
| The space we share keeps us both apart. | |
| We'll waste our whole lives, just missing each other. | |
| We'll spend an eternity, just passing each other by... | |
| Inches away from never being lonely, | |
| A chance to share, another human being's time, | |
| Needing to belong, to something or someone, | |
| Some point of reference, some peace of mind. | |
| Inches away from waking beside you, | |
| Seeing God's flashlight turn your sleeping smile into a frown, | |
| As you come round. | |
| The world outside spins slowly, slowly... | |
| And all the time is ours. | |
| Time to re-dress you, undress you, | |
| And all that time is ours. | |
| Inches away from learning to master, | |
| The tricks required, the magic compromise. | |
| And failing to hold on, to that precious someone, | |
| Aching your way through, the last moments, | |
| The final unintended smile... | |
| Inches away from, watching you leave me, | |
| And never quite understanding, all the reasons why... |
| zuo qu : Quigley, Tranmer | |
| Inches away and not knowing, | |
| The space we share keeps us both apart. | |
| We' ll waste our whole lives, just missing each other. | |
| We' ll spend an eternity, just passing each other by... | |
| Inches away from never being lonely, | |
| A chance to share, another human being' s time, | |
| Needing to belong, to something or someone, | |
| Some point of reference, some peace of mind. | |
| Inches away from waking beside you, | |
| Seeing God' s flashlight turn your sleeping smile into a frown, | |
| As you come round. | |
| The world outside spins slowly, slowly... | |
| And all the time is ours. | |
| Time to redress you, undress you, | |
| And all that time is ours. | |
| Inches away from learning to master, | |
| The tricks required, the magic compromise. | |
| And failing to hold on, to that precious someone, | |
| Aching your way through, the last moments, | |
| The final unintended smile... | |
| Inches away from, watching you leave me, | |
| And never quite understanding, all the reasons why... |
| zuò qǔ : Quigley, Tranmer | |
| Inches away and not knowing, | |
| The space we share keeps us both apart. | |
| We' ll waste our whole lives, just missing each other. | |
| We' ll spend an eternity, just passing each other by... | |
| Inches away from never being lonely, | |
| A chance to share, another human being' s time, | |
| Needing to belong, to something or someone, | |
| Some point of reference, some peace of mind. | |
| Inches away from waking beside you, | |
| Seeing God' s flashlight turn your sleeping smile into a frown, | |
| As you come round. | |
| The world outside spins slowly, slowly... | |
| And all the time is ours. | |
| Time to redress you, undress you, | |
| And all that time is ours. | |
| Inches away from learning to master, | |
| The tricks required, the magic compromise. | |
| And failing to hold on, to that precious someone, | |
| Aching your way through, the last moments, | |
| The final unintended smile... | |
| Inches away from, watching you leave me, | |
| And never quite understanding, all the reasons why... |