| Song | Shy Women |
| Artist | The Weather Station |
| Album | Loyalty |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.168] | 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.336] | |
| [00:10.312] | Shy women, you and I |
| [00:14.906] | Shy, from knowing too well |
| [00:19.479] | Every time, as though it were mine |
| [00:24.453] | The bitterness that you hide so well |
| [00:27.533] | I say nothing at all, thinking of your pride |
| [00:32.058] | And I tell you that you look well, and you roll your eyes |
| [00:38.401] | And laugh, and we sit down together |
| [00:43.443] | By the window, talking about the weather |
| [00:53.238] | I should have told you, you looked so alive |
| [00:58.417] | Elegant in the low sunlight |
| [01:02.890] | Shoulders wide, as though in readiness to fight |
| [01:07.197] | Something, you never even touch |
| [01:11.368] | Never ask for too much |
| [01:13.500] | No, you can get by on almost nothing |
| [01:18.460] | You and I, forever bluffing |
| [01:23.001] | And ever so kind, shy women, shy |
| [01:36.492] | Ice on the trees since New Years Eve |
| [01:39.569] | Coming down in white sheets |
| [01:43.396] | All white power lines, swaying high and heavy |
| [01:49.975] | You were staring out, your eyes real straight |
| [01:55.350] | Like nothing touches you these days |
| [02:05.152] | It seemed to me that luxury would be to be not so ashamed |
| [02:14.160] | Not to look away |
| [02:17.485] | Even this, even this heaviness |
| [02:21.146] | Deserved no less than to always confess |
| [02:25.573] | Every false smile |
| [02:28.356] | To every loneliness, there’s a design |
| [02:33.816] | That we witness, you and I, shy women, shy |
| [02:45.984] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.168] | zuo qu : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.336] | |
| [00:10.312] | Shy women, you and I |
| [00:14.906] | Shy, from knowing too well |
| [00:19.479] | Every time, as though it were mine |
| [00:24.453] | The bitterness that you hide so well |
| [00:27.533] | I say nothing at all, thinking of your pride |
| [00:32.058] | And I tell you that you look well, and you roll your eyes |
| [00:38.401] | And laugh, and we sit down together |
| [00:43.443] | By the window, talking about the weather |
| [00:53.238] | I should have told you, you looked so alive |
| [00:58.417] | Elegant in the low sunlight |
| [01:02.890] | Shoulders wide, as though in readiness to fight |
| [01:07.197] | Something, you never even touch |
| [01:11.368] | Never ask for too much |
| [01:13.500] | No, you can get by on almost nothing |
| [01:18.460] | You and I, forever bluffing |
| [01:23.001] | And ever so kind, shy women, shy |
| [01:36.492] | Ice on the trees since New Years Eve |
| [01:39.569] | Coming down in white sheets |
| [01:43.396] | All white power lines, swaying high and heavy |
| [01:49.975] | You were staring out, your eyes real straight |
| [01:55.350] | Like nothing touches you these days |
| [02:05.152] | It seemed to me that luxury would be to be not so ashamed |
| [02:14.160] | Not to look away |
| [02:17.485] | Even this, even this heaviness |
| [02:21.146] | Deserved no less than to always confess |
| [02:25.573] | Every false smile |
| [02:28.356] | To every loneliness, there' s a design |
| [02:33.816] | That we witness, you and I, shy women, shy |
| [02:45.984] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.168] | zuò qǔ : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.336] | |
| [00:10.312] | Shy women, you and I |
| [00:14.906] | Shy, from knowing too well |
| [00:19.479] | Every time, as though it were mine |
| [00:24.453] | The bitterness that you hide so well |
| [00:27.533] | I say nothing at all, thinking of your pride |
| [00:32.058] | And I tell you that you look well, and you roll your eyes |
| [00:38.401] | And laugh, and we sit down together |
| [00:43.443] | By the window, talking about the weather |
| [00:53.238] | I should have told you, you looked so alive |
| [00:58.417] | Elegant in the low sunlight |
| [01:02.890] | Shoulders wide, as though in readiness to fight |
| [01:07.197] | Something, you never even touch |
| [01:11.368] | Never ask for too much |
| [01:13.500] | No, you can get by on almost nothing |
| [01:18.460] | You and I, forever bluffing |
| [01:23.001] | And ever so kind, shy women, shy |
| [01:36.492] | Ice on the trees since New Years Eve |
| [01:39.569] | Coming down in white sheets |
| [01:43.396] | All white power lines, swaying high and heavy |
| [01:49.975] | You were staring out, your eyes real straight |
| [01:55.350] | Like nothing touches you these days |
| [02:05.152] | It seemed to me that luxury would be to be not so ashamed |
| [02:14.160] | Not to look away |
| [02:17.485] | Even this, even this heaviness |
| [02:21.146] | Deserved no less than to always confess |
| [02:25.573] | Every false smile |
| [02:28.356] | To every loneliness, there' s a design |
| [02:33.816] | That we witness, you and I, shy women, shy |
| [02:45.984] |