| 作曲 : Steve Mason/Martin Rossiter/Kevin Miles/Matt James | |
| While chimneys seep | |
| My room is dark | |
| The wardrobe sees you sleep | |
| There's nothing here | |
| But rumbles from our street | |
| And I'm left wanting more | |
| I've tried to ask, but | |
| While stooping down | |
| Your mouth began to gasp | |
| "oh, look at that | |
| I think I'd better pass" | |
| So I'm left wanting more | |
| Given time and a cheap dark room | |
| And I will show you | |
| All the love and wonder | |
| You could buy | |
| This town lies calm | |
| The low sun climbs | |
| And if you give me time | |
| I'll take you in my arms | |
| And tend you like a vine | |
| But I'm left wanting more | |
| Your love, it lies | |
| Those hands deny the hatred in your eyes | |
| So turn that down | |
| And give me a reply, | |
| But I'm still left wanting more | |
| All great loves of this world | |
| Are cast asunder, because | |
| Here comes my thunder | |
| Just for one night | |
| No need to buy |
| zuo qu : Steve Mason Martin Rossiter Kevin Miles Matt James | |
| While chimneys seep | |
| My room is dark | |
| The wardrobe sees you sleep | |
| There' s nothing here | |
| But rumbles from our street | |
| And I' m left wanting more | |
| I' ve tried to ask, but | |
| While stooping down | |
| Your mouth began to gasp | |
| " oh, look at that | |
| I think I' d better pass" | |
| So I' m left wanting more | |
| Given time and a cheap dark room | |
| And I will show you | |
| All the love and wonder | |
| You could buy | |
| This town lies calm | |
| The low sun climbs | |
| And if you give me time | |
| I' ll take you in my arms | |
| And tend you like a vine | |
| But I' m left wanting more | |
| Your love, it lies | |
| Those hands deny the hatred in your eyes | |
| So turn that down | |
| And give me a reply, | |
| But I' m still left wanting more | |
| All great loves of this world | |
| Are cast asunder, because | |
| Here comes my thunder | |
| Just for one night | |
| No need to buy |
| zuò qǔ : Steve Mason Martin Rossiter Kevin Miles Matt James | |
| While chimneys seep | |
| My room is dark | |
| The wardrobe sees you sleep | |
| There' s nothing here | |
| But rumbles from our street | |
| And I' m left wanting more | |
| I' ve tried to ask, but | |
| While stooping down | |
| Your mouth began to gasp | |
| " oh, look at that | |
| I think I' d better pass" | |
| So I' m left wanting more | |
| Given time and a cheap dark room | |
| And I will show you | |
| All the love and wonder | |
| You could buy | |
| This town lies calm | |
| The low sun climbs | |
| And if you give me time | |
| I' ll take you in my arms | |
| And tend you like a vine | |
| But I' m left wanting more | |
| Your love, it lies | |
| Those hands deny the hatred in your eyes | |
| So turn that down | |
| And give me a reply, | |
| But I' m still left wanting more | |
| All great loves of this world | |
| Are cast asunder, because | |
| Here comes my thunder | |
| Just for one night | |
| No need to buy |