Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Sweet Sunday afternoon. September's golden brown. Summer always fades too soon. Like the laughter of a clown. And shadows fill the room. Where sorrows come to drown. Your heart's a lead balloon. As you sink.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Fill my lungs full of smoke. Fill my belly full of beer. Fill my nights with bad jokes. Told by folk full of fear. Fill my eyes with a stinging. Fill my time with wishing she was here. Fill my wide with a narrow. Fill my.
Tác giả: Mike Rosenberg
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Well there's a river that runs through Glasgow. And makes her but it breaks her and takes her into the parks. And her current just like my blood flows. Down from the hills, round aching bones to my restless heart. Well I.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Take a walk in a ghost town. The sky's as black as crows. They don't make cars like they used to here. Times, they change. And factories close. Take a ride on a ghost train. And stare at the windows. See time moves fast.
Tác giả: Passenger
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Standing on your doorstep my love. So aren't you gotta invite him in. Well isn't he everything you want. Oh no, I forgot, you want everything. Well, your mom, she says he's the perfect catch. And your dad he tells you.
Tác giả: Mike Rosenberg
Ca sĩ: Passenger
I know a man with nothing in his hands, nothing but a rolling stone. He told me about when his house burnt down, he lost everything he owned. He lay asleep for six whole weeks, they were gonna ask his mother to choose. When.
Tác giả: Mike Rosenberg
Ca sĩ: Passenger
I hate racist blokes, telling tasteless jokes. And explaining where people belong. I hate ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs. And talk through every fucking song. I hate people in night clubs, snorting coke. And.
Tác giả: Mike Rosenberg
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Well last night I couldn't sleep. I got up and started walking. Down to the end of my street. And on into town. Well I had no one to meet. And I had no taste for talking. Seems I'm talking my whole life. It's time I listen.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Passenger
Well you only need the light when it's burning low. Only miss the sun when it starts to snow. Only know you love her when you let her go. Only know you've been high when you're feeling low. Only hate the road when you’re.