| Song | Paris Train |
| Artist | Beth Orton |
| Album | Daybreaker |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barnes, Orton | |
| Now your sitting on a | |
| Paris train laughing at your own jokes again | |
| Sun splits the trees into beautiful broken light | |
| Never cry more tears than you could hold in your hands | |
| When all the world's airbrushed it's a sacred bond of trust | |
| Sometimes, sometimes | |
| I see right through the scenery | |
| The first place that's on my mind the last place | |
| I find each time | |
| Sometimes, | |
| I swim beyond the scenery | |
| The last place that's on my mind | |
| The first place | |
| I find each time | |
| Now I'm sitting on a | |
| Paris train molten ash falls like rain | |
| Fire burns the trees it's a beautiful fatality | |
| Love the way you stand your ground sea moves as mercury | |
| To break its perfect skin to dare to dive within | |
| Sometimes, sometimes | |
| I see much more than is good for me | |
| The first thing that's on my mind the last place | |
| I'd look each time | |
| Sometimes, | |
| I slip inside the imagery and | |
| The last thing that's on my mind's | |
| The first thing | |
| I'll do each time | |
| Stars racing to burn out | |
| Just stars racing to burn out | |
| A storm waiting to break | |
| Like trees standing black against the sky | |
| This was inevitable, inevitable | |
| Sometimes, sometimes we can see beyond our history | |
| The last place you hope to find the one that's been there all the time | |
| Sometimes, sometimes we can swim beyond the scenery | |
| And the first place that's on your mind | |
| The first place you'd find each time |
| zuo ci : Barnes, Orton | |
| Now your sitting on a | |
| Paris train laughing at your own jokes again | |
| Sun splits the trees into beautiful broken light | |
| Never cry more tears than you could hold in your hands | |
| When all the world' s airbrushed it' s a sacred bond of trust | |
| Sometimes, sometimes | |
| I see right through the scenery | |
| The first place that' s on my mind the last place | |
| I find each time | |
| Sometimes, | |
| I swim beyond the scenery | |
| The last place that' s on my mind | |
| The first place | |
| I find each time | |
| Now I' m sitting on a | |
| Paris train molten ash falls like rain | |
| Fire burns the trees it' s a beautiful fatality | |
| Love the way you stand your ground sea moves as mercury | |
| To break its perfect skin to dare to dive within | |
| Sometimes, sometimes | |
| I see much more than is good for me | |
| The first thing that' s on my mind the last place | |
| I' d look each time | |
| Sometimes, | |
| I slip inside the imagery and | |
| The last thing that' s on my mind' s | |
| The first thing | |
| I' ll do each time | |
| Stars racing to burn out | |
| Just stars racing to burn out | |
| A storm waiting to break | |
| Like trees standing black against the sky | |
| This was inevitable, inevitable | |
| Sometimes, sometimes we can see beyond our history | |
| The last place you hope to find the one that' s been there all the time | |
| Sometimes, sometimes we can swim beyond the scenery | |
| And the first place that' s on your mind | |
| The first place you' d find each time |
| zuò cí : Barnes, Orton | |
| Now your sitting on a | |
| Paris train laughing at your own jokes again | |
| Sun splits the trees into beautiful broken light | |
| Never cry more tears than you could hold in your hands | |
| When all the world' s airbrushed it' s a sacred bond of trust | |
| Sometimes, sometimes | |
| I see right through the scenery | |
| The first place that' s on my mind the last place | |
| I find each time | |
| Sometimes, | |
| I swim beyond the scenery | |
| The last place that' s on my mind | |
| The first place | |
| I find each time | |
| Now I' m sitting on a | |
| Paris train molten ash falls like rain | |
| Fire burns the trees it' s a beautiful fatality | |
| Love the way you stand your ground sea moves as mercury | |
| To break its perfect skin to dare to dive within | |
| Sometimes, sometimes | |
| I see much more than is good for me | |
| The first thing that' s on my mind the last place | |
| I' d look each time | |
| Sometimes, | |
| I slip inside the imagery and | |
| The last thing that' s on my mind' s | |
| The first thing | |
| I' ll do each time | |
| Stars racing to burn out | |
| Just stars racing to burn out | |
| A storm waiting to break | |
| Like trees standing black against the sky | |
| This was inevitable, inevitable | |
| Sometimes, sometimes we can see beyond our history | |
| The last place you hope to find the one that' s been there all the time | |
| Sometimes, sometimes we can swim beyond the scenery | |
| And the first place that' s on your mind | |
| The first place you' d find each time |