| Song | On My Own, Again |
| Artist | Reality Club |
| Album | What Do You Really Know? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
| 作曲 : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
| As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I’m into you. | |
| Emotions rising, hope we kissin’. | |
| Now I’m on my own again | |
| They say she paints with only red, I’d like to show her all the colours. | |
| They say she likes to stay in bed, it would be better if we’re together. | |
| I’m looking for you silently I know you’re not the kind of girl who stays for long. | |
| I know too much of things unsaid I wish I knew you when I had my wits about. | |
| Again, on my own, again. | |
| Disillusioned for the night, wide awake while you’re asleep. | |
| I’m dancing without care, a pair of eyes you’ll never meet. | |
| ‘Cause some might say the road to hell is paved with good intentions | |
| I’ve drawn the line that’s blurred with time but I won’t be the one to give you false pretentions | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I’m into you. | |
| Emotions rising, hope we kissin’. | |
| Well now I’m on my own again | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| Again, on my own. |
| zuo ci : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
| zuo qu : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
| As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
| Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
| Now I' m on my own again | |
| They say she paints with only red, I' d like to show her all the colours. | |
| They say she likes to stay in bed, it would be better if we' re together. | |
| I' m looking for you silently I know you' re not the kind of girl who stays for long. | |
| I know too much of things unsaid I wish I knew you when I had my wits about. | |
| Again, on my own, again. | |
| Disillusioned for the night, wide awake while you' re asleep. | |
| I' m dancing without care, a pair of eyes you' ll never meet. | |
| ' Cause some might say the road to hell is paved with good intentions | |
| I' ve drawn the line that' s blurred with time but I won' t be the one to give you false pretentions | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
| Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
| Well now I' m on my own again | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| Again, on my own. |
| zuò cí : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
| zuò qǔ : Iqbal Anggakusumah | |
| As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
| Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
| Now I' m on my own again | |
| They say she paints with only red, I' d like to show her all the colours. | |
| They say she likes to stay in bed, it would be better if we' re together. | |
| I' m looking for you silently I know you' re not the kind of girl who stays for long. | |
| I know too much of things unsaid I wish I knew you when I had my wits about. | |
| Again, on my own, again. | |
| Disillusioned for the night, wide awake while you' re asleep. | |
| I' m dancing without care, a pair of eyes you' ll never meet. | |
| ' Cause some might say the road to hell is paved with good intentions | |
| I' ve drawn the line that' s blurred with time but I won' t be the one to give you false pretentions | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| As you walked down on my doorstep, gotta make it clear that I' m into you. | |
| Emotions rising, hope we kissin'. | |
| Well now I' m on my own again | |
| Again, on my own. | |
| Again, on my own. |