| Song | Paper and Glue |
| Artist | Emma Pollock |
| Album | Watch The Fireworks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
| 作词 : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
| Oh, look at the view | |
| Look at the people running, | |
| They've so much to do | |
| Better than you | |
| Better than take what's coming, | |
| Nothing's ever new | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I've had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I've had Oh, the avenue | |
| They're taking the trees down, | |
| And they're asking me and you | |
| What can we do? | |
| We can stand in a circle, | |
| Paying tribute with paper and glue | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I've had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I've had I was sure | |
| I'd move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn't last | |
| We've never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don't ever ask | |
| Oh, hidden from view | |
| The place that we keep from, | |
| How I miss those elegant lines | |
| And the sun on the blinds | |
| They beckon me down here, | |
| From what | |
| I know now are sunnier climbs | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I've had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I've had I was sure | |
| I'd move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn't last | |
| We've never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don't ever ask | |
| I never knew that | |
| I had been here before | |
| They're running through houses, | |
| And breaking down doors | |
| No matter where you go, | |
| They'll follow you, follow you, follow you | |
| I was sure | |
| I'd move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn't last | |
| We've never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don't ever ask |
| zuo qu : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
| zuo ci : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
| Oh, look at the view | |
| Look at the people running, | |
| They' ve so much to do | |
| Better than you | |
| Better than take what' s coming, | |
| Nothing' s ever new | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had Oh, the avenue | |
| They' re taking the trees down, | |
| And they' re asking me and you | |
| What can we do? | |
| We can stand in a circle, | |
| Paying tribute with paper and glue | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had I was sure | |
| I' d move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn' t last | |
| We' ve never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don' t ever ask | |
| Oh, hidden from view | |
| The place that we keep from, | |
| How I miss those elegant lines | |
| And the sun on the blinds | |
| They beckon me down here, | |
| From what | |
| I know now are sunnier climbs | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had I was sure | |
| I' d move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn' t last | |
| We' ve never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don' t ever ask | |
| I never knew that | |
| I had been here before | |
| They' re running through houses, | |
| And breaking down doors | |
| No matter where you go, | |
| They' ll follow you, follow you, follow you | |
| I was sure | |
| I' d move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn' t last | |
| We' ve never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don' t ever ask |
| zuò qǔ : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
| zuò cí : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
| Oh, look at the view | |
| Look at the people running, | |
| They' ve so much to do | |
| Better than you | |
| Better than take what' s coming, | |
| Nothing' s ever new | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had Oh, the avenue | |
| They' re taking the trees down, | |
| And they' re asking me and you | |
| What can we do? | |
| We can stand in a circle, | |
| Paying tribute with paper and glue | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had I was sure | |
| I' d move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn' t last | |
| We' ve never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don' t ever ask | |
| Oh, hidden from view | |
| The place that we keep from, | |
| How I miss those elegant lines | |
| And the sun on the blinds | |
| They beckon me down here, | |
| From what | |
| I know now are sunnier climbs | |
| And everything that looks so good from here | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had for a year | |
| Living out a dream | |
| I' ve had I was sure | |
| I' d move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn' t last | |
| We' ve never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don' t ever ask | |
| I never knew that | |
| I had been here before | |
| They' re running through houses, | |
| And breaking down doors | |
| No matter where you go, | |
| They' ll follow you, follow you, follow you | |
| I was sure | |
| I' d move to heaven, | |
| But the feeling didn' t last | |
| We' ve never been forgiven, | |
| For the things done in the past | |
| I often stand and stare at you, | |
| Protected by the glass | |
| But I have nothing more to say to you, | |
| So please don' t ever ask |