| Song | The Forecast (Calls For Pain) - Live At The BBC |
| Artist | Robert Cray |
| Album | Robert Cray Live At The BBC |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Plenn, Walker | |
| Jason Mraz - Forecast | |
| Well I heard that it might be raining | |
| bed sheets and lover's words | |
| Let's throw out the hotel comforter | |
| and hang the 'do not disturb' | |
| Sign me up for the storm | |
| I'll wear my suit for the shower | |
| Cause I'll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour | |
| And when the darkness falls under your hair, | |
| there I'll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, | |
| delicate like a snowflake | |
| Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, | |
| I can taste you all over my face | |
| And everyone might find it foolish | |
| to not be counting on the sun | |
| But your mouth is my umbrella now | |
| Because I'm holding your tongue | |
| And if them rains should fall for sure with you I'll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| There's a good chance in hell | |
| Like cats and dogs we'll be flying | |
| And I'm no weatherman | |
| But you are lightning, striking | |
| Here comes that sun | |
| Want rain | |
| All at once | |
| How it sing | |
| In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud | |
| And await for the warning of another come down | |
| Because the water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks | |
| My well holds plenty for penny wishin' in your deep end | |
| And when the lights go out, no doubt, with you I'll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| And if them rains should fall for sure with you I'll be | |
| because crazy is the forecast all week long | |
| Crazy is the forecast |
| zuo ci : Plenn, Walker | |
| Jason Mraz Forecast | |
| Well I heard that it might be raining | |
| bed sheets and lover' s words | |
| Let' s throw out the hotel comforter | |
| and hang the ' do not disturb' | |
| Sign me up for the storm | |
| I' ll wear my suit for the shower | |
| Cause I' ll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour | |
| And when the darkness falls under your hair, | |
| there I' ll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, | |
| delicate like a snowflake | |
| Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, | |
| I can taste you all over my face | |
| And everyone might find it foolish | |
| to not be counting on the sun | |
| But your mouth is my umbrella now | |
| Because I' m holding your tongue | |
| And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| There' s a good chance in hell | |
| Like cats and dogs we' ll be flying | |
| And I' m no weatherman | |
| But you are lightning, striking | |
| Here comes that sun | |
| Want rain | |
| All at once | |
| How it sing | |
| In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud | |
| And await for the warning of another come down | |
| Because the water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks | |
| My well holds plenty for penny wishin' in your deep end | |
| And when the lights go out, no doubt, with you I' ll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
| because crazy is the forecast all week long | |
| Crazy is the forecast |
| zuò cí : Plenn, Walker | |
| Jason Mraz Forecast | |
| Well I heard that it might be raining | |
| bed sheets and lover' s words | |
| Let' s throw out the hotel comforter | |
| and hang the ' do not disturb' | |
| Sign me up for the storm | |
| I' ll wear my suit for the shower | |
| Cause I' ll have you to keep me warm in the coldest hour | |
| And when the darkness falls under your hair, | |
| there I' ll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| Well every kiss, every hug is so light on that touch, | |
| delicate like a snowflake | |
| Well I can taste, I can taste, I can taste, | |
| I can taste you all over my face | |
| And everyone might find it foolish | |
| to not be counting on the sun | |
| But your mouth is my umbrella now | |
| Because I' m holding your tongue | |
| And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| There' s a good chance in hell | |
| Like cats and dogs we' ll be flying | |
| And I' m no weatherman | |
| But you are lightning, striking | |
| Here comes that sun | |
| Want rain | |
| All at once | |
| How it sing | |
| In the midst of the morning pull up a blanket of a cloud | |
| And await for the warning of another come down | |
| Because the water is healthy for the roses in your cheeks | |
| My well holds plenty for penny wishin' in your deep end | |
| And when the lights go out, no doubt, with you I' ll be | |
| And crazy is the forecast all week | |
| And if them rains should fall for sure with you I' ll be | |
| because crazy is the forecast all week long | |
| Crazy is the forecast |