| 作词 : Gallup, Smith, Tolhurst | |
| Whisper your name in an empty room | |
| You brush past my skin | |
| As soft as fur | |
| Taking hold | |
| I taste your scent | |
| Distant noises | |
| Other voices | |
| Pounding in my broken head | |
| Commit the sin | |
| Commit yourself | |
| And all the other voices said | |
| Change your mind | |
| You're always wrong | |
| Always wrong | |
| Come around at christmas | |
| I really have to see you | |
| Smile at me slyly | |
| Another festive compromise | |
| But I live with desertion | |
| And eight million people | |
| Distant noises | |
| Of other voices | |
| Pulsing in my swinging arms | |
| Caress the sound | |
| So many dead | |
| And all the other voices sing | |
| Change your mind | |
| You're always wrong |
| zuo ci : Gallup, Smith, Tolhurst | |
| Whisper your name in an empty room | |
| You brush past my skin | |
| As soft as fur | |
| Taking hold | |
| I taste your scent | |
| Distant noises | |
| Other voices | |
| Pounding in my broken head | |
| Commit the sin | |
| Commit yourself | |
| And all the other voices said | |
| Change your mind | |
| You' re always wrong | |
| Always wrong | |
| Come around at christmas | |
| I really have to see you | |
| Smile at me slyly | |
| Another festive compromise | |
| But I live with desertion | |
| And eight million people | |
| Distant noises | |
| Of other voices | |
| Pulsing in my swinging arms | |
| Caress the sound | |
| So many dead | |
| And all the other voices sing | |
| Change your mind | |
| You' re always wrong |
| zuò cí : Gallup, Smith, Tolhurst | |
| Whisper your name in an empty room | |
| You brush past my skin | |
| As soft as fur | |
| Taking hold | |
| I taste your scent | |
| Distant noises | |
| Other voices | |
| Pounding in my broken head | |
| Commit the sin | |
| Commit yourself | |
| And all the other voices said | |
| Change your mind | |
| You' re always wrong | |
| Always wrong | |
| Come around at christmas | |
| I really have to see you | |
| Smile at me slyly | |
| Another festive compromise | |
| But I live with desertion | |
| And eight million people | |
| Distant noises | |
| Of other voices | |
| Pulsing in my swinging arms | |
| Caress the sound | |
| So many dead | |
| And all the other voices sing | |
| Change your mind | |
| You' re always wrong |
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