| Song | What We Had |
| Artist | Handsome Furs |
| Album | Plague Park |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boeckner, Perry | |
| It's cold | |
| a plain diamond | |
| nobody's here, just empty space | |
| It's all moving, breathing | |
| stuck to the ceiling, don't mean a thing | |
| and what we had don't mean a thing | |
| and what we had is already gone | |
| it's all | |
| a plain diamond | |
| nobody's here, just empty space | |
| they're all our eyes are saucered to see | |
| as if hands might float right down from above | |
| and change this place | |
| nobody here, don't mean a thing | |
| and what we had don't mean a thing | |
| and what we had is already gone | |
| I sit outside with the rain now | |
| and time rolls slow | |
| I sit outside with the rain | |
| and time rolls slow | |
| but they may never shut off | |
| but they may never shut off |
| zuo qu : Boeckner, Perry | |
| It' s cold | |
| a plain diamond | |
| nobody' s here, just empty space | |
| It' s all moving, breathing | |
| stuck to the ceiling, don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had is already gone | |
| it' s all | |
| a plain diamond | |
| nobody' s here, just empty space | |
| they' re all our eyes are saucered to see | |
| as if hands might float right down from above | |
| and change this place | |
| nobody here, don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had is already gone | |
| I sit outside with the rain now | |
| and time rolls slow | |
| I sit outside with the rain | |
| and time rolls slow | |
| but they may never shut off | |
| but they may never shut off |
| zuò qǔ : Boeckner, Perry | |
| It' s cold | |
| a plain diamond | |
| nobody' s here, just empty space | |
| It' s all moving, breathing | |
| stuck to the ceiling, don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had is already gone | |
| it' s all | |
| a plain diamond | |
| nobody' s here, just empty space | |
| they' re all our eyes are saucered to see | |
| as if hands might float right down from above | |
| and change this place | |
| nobody here, don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had don' t mean a thing | |
| and what we had is already gone | |
| I sit outside with the rain now | |
| and time rolls slow | |
| I sit outside with the rain | |
| and time rolls slow | |
| but they may never shut off | |
| but they may never shut off |