| Song | Long Highway |
| Artist | The Jezabels |
| Album | Prisoner |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲:Hayley McGlone、Heather Shannon、Samuel Lockwood、Nikolas Kaloper | |
| You see this writing on the wall | |
| Oh, angel, you see this curtain fall | |
| Good times seem so far away | |
| Just a memory, old and grey | |
| And there was no one like you | |
| You rip apart the clouds in all my days | |
| Others all fade away | |
| On this long highway | |
| Mesmerising | |
| Long highway | |
| Paralysing | |
| Long highway | |
| And you may find your place to run to | |
| In winter frosts, your bed to climb to | |
| But I have seen down deep inside you | |
| They won't love you quite like I do | |
| Look around, something real | |
| Touch something you can feel | |
| I found my dreams were ordinary | |
| Let me turn to sand | |
| Still will be waiting for you | |
| Still, it will be there | |
| In the color of rose in the sky | |
| In the ever-steady glow of your eye | |
| Let it all fade away | |
| Long highway | |
| Mesmerising | |
| Long highway | |
| Paralysing | |
| I'm on my way | |
| So, looking back | |
| You with your hands on your face | |
| Did I drift into your mind? | |
| Did I find a place? | |
| All that we had here, | |
| Did it happen everyday? | |
| Long highway | |
| Terrorising | |
| When I call your name | |
| You stand before me | |
| Hear me roar | |
| Hear me roar | |
| Hear me roar |
| zuo qu: Hayley McGlone Heather Shannon Samuel Lockwood Nikolas Kaloper | |
| You see this writing on the wall | |
| Oh, angel, you see this curtain fall | |
| Good times seem so far away | |
| Just a memory, old and grey | |
| And there was no one like you | |
| You rip apart the clouds in all my days | |
| Others all fade away | |
| On this long highway | |
| Mesmerising | |
| Long highway | |
| Paralysing | |
| Long highway | |
| And you may find your place to run to | |
| In winter frosts, your bed to climb to | |
| But I have seen down deep inside you | |
| They won' t love you quite like I do | |
| Look around, something real | |
| Touch something you can feel | |
| I found my dreams were ordinary | |
| Let me turn to sand | |
| Still will be waiting for you | |
| Still, it will be there | |
| In the color of rose in the sky | |
| In the eversteady glow of your eye | |
| Let it all fade away | |
| Long highway | |
| Mesmerising | |
| Long highway | |
| Paralysing | |
| I' m on my way | |
| So, looking back | |
| You with your hands on your face | |
| Did I drift into your mind? | |
| Did I find a place? | |
| All that we had here, | |
| Did it happen everyday? | |
| Long highway | |
| Terrorising | |
| When I call your name | |
| You stand before me | |
| Hear me roar | |
| Hear me roar | |
| Hear me roar |
| zuò qǔ: Hayley McGlone Heather Shannon Samuel Lockwood Nikolas Kaloper | |
| You see this writing on the wall | |
| Oh, angel, you see this curtain fall | |
| Good times seem so far away | |
| Just a memory, old and grey | |
| And there was no one like you | |
| You rip apart the clouds in all my days | |
| Others all fade away | |
| On this long highway | |
| Mesmerising | |
| Long highway | |
| Paralysing | |
| Long highway | |
| And you may find your place to run to | |
| In winter frosts, your bed to climb to | |
| But I have seen down deep inside you | |
| They won' t love you quite like I do | |
| Look around, something real | |
| Touch something you can feel | |
| I found my dreams were ordinary | |
| Let me turn to sand | |
| Still will be waiting for you | |
| Still, it will be there | |
| In the color of rose in the sky | |
| In the eversteady glow of your eye | |
| Let it all fade away | |
| Long highway | |
| Mesmerising | |
| Long highway | |
| Paralysing | |
| I' m on my way | |
| So, looking back | |
| You with your hands on your face | |
| Did I drift into your mind? | |
| Did I find a place? | |
| All that we had here, | |
| Did it happen everyday? | |
| Long highway | |
| Terrorising | |
| When I call your name | |
| You stand before me | |
| Hear me roar | |
| Hear me roar | |
| Hear me roar |