| Song | Paint It Black - Live At The Beacon Theatre, New York / 2006 |
| Artist | The Rolling Stones |
| Album | Shine A Light (EU Version 2 CD Standard) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I see a red door and I want it painted black | |
| No colors anymore I want them to turn black | |
| I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes | |
| I have to turn my head until my darkness goes | |
| I see a line of cars and they're all painted black | |
| With flowers and my love both never to come back | |
| I see people turn their heads and quickly look away | |
| Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day | |
| I look inside myself and see my heart is black | |
| I see my red door and it has been painted black | |
| Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts | |
| It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black | |
| No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue | |
| I could not foresee this thing happening to you | |
| If I look hard enough into the settin' sun | |
| My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes | |
| I see a red door and I want it painted black | |
| No colors anymore I want them to turn black | |
| I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes | |
| I have to turn my head until my darkness goes | |
| Hmm, hmm, hmm,... | |
| I wanna see it painted, painted black | |
| Black as night, black as coal | |
| I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky | |
| I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black | |
| Yeah! | |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Jagger, Richards |
| I see a red door and I want it painted black | |
| No colors anymore I want them to turn black | |
| I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes | |
| I have to turn my head until my darkness goes | |
| I see a line of cars and they' re all painted black | |
| With flowers and my love both never to come back | |
| I see people turn their heads and quickly look away | |
| Like a new born baby it just happens ev' ry day | |
| I look inside myself and see my heart is black | |
| I see my red door and it has been painted black | |
| Maybe then I' ll fade away and not have to face the facts | |
| It' s not easy facin' up when your whole world is black | |
| No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue | |
| I could not foresee this thing happening to you | |
| If I look hard enough into the settin' sun | |
| My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes | |
| I see a red door and I want it painted black | |
| No colors anymore I want them to turn black | |
| I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes | |
| I have to turn my head until my darkness goes | |
| Hmm, hmm, hmm,... | |
| I wanna see it painted, painted black | |
| Black as night, black as coal | |
| I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky | |
| I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black | |
| Yeah! | |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Jagger, Richards |
| I see a red door and I want it painted black | |
| No colors anymore I want them to turn black | |
| I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes | |
| I have to turn my head until my darkness goes | |
| I see a line of cars and they' re all painted black | |
| With flowers and my love both never to come back | |
| I see people turn their heads and quickly look away | |
| Like a new born baby it just happens ev' ry day | |
| I look inside myself and see my heart is black | |
| I see my red door and it has been painted black | |
| Maybe then I' ll fade away and not have to face the facts | |
| It' s not easy facin' up when your whole world is black | |
| No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue | |
| I could not foresee this thing happening to you | |
| If I look hard enough into the settin' sun | |
| My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes | |
| I see a red door and I want it painted black | |
| No colors anymore I want them to turn black | |
| I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes | |
| I have to turn my head until my darkness goes | |
| Hmm, hmm, hmm,... | |
| I wanna see it painted, painted black | |
| Black as night, black as coal | |
| I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky | |
| I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black | |
| Yeah! | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Jagger, Richards |