Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
See those birds going across the sky. Three thousand miles they fly. How do they know which way to go? Somehow they always seem to know. They say there's mother nature in everything we see. Wish I had a little mother nature.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
I found these days the things you say are so frustrating. Always asking where we're going. Release the handle bars, the wheels will start to roll. Who knows just what we'll find. What happens to you? What happens to.
Tác giả: Tom Odell
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
The casino floor is full of men so frightened. Trying to make good pay. To win or lose. We know just how our night ends. Gonna throw it all away. Oh, but suddenly you draw the queen of diamonds. And.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
I keep waking at night in the freezing cold. Staring at the shadows coming up the walls. Giving me a feeling I can't define. "Is there anyone there?" I say to the dark. But all I get back is a beating heart. Going out of.
Tác giả: Tom Odell
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
Tear me down. Tell me I don't need to fear. Tell me now. Tell me some bodies near. 'Cause sirens. Sirens are all I hear. They keep calling out. Calling out someone's name. Keep calling out. And all you can do is.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
I don't speak the language that you speak. There're some words I know I'll never reach. But when I see you smiling back at me. Somehow, somehow. I know exactly what you mean. Somehow, somehow. I know exactly what you.
Tác giả: Tom Odell
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
Ripples in my soup's got me dreaming. Ten pounds on the side, baby sitting nice. She's twenty-five, she's quite a sight. She lets me stay up 'til we see headlights. And sugar drops go the extra mile. When you're.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
Why sparrow why, won't you tell me why I'm sad. Sing us both a melody, the best that you can. Fly sparrow fly, won't you sit on my hand. Sing it in that language we both can understand. When you sit on that tree. You look.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
When I'm playing the piano, singing out of tune. The person I picture in my head has always been you. But these days are different, you're with some other guy. Stubbornly I still write every word as if you're.
Tác giả: Tom Odell
Ca sĩ: Tom Odell
So long. So long living. With these heavy clouds. Following me. Can't go. Can't go on running. With these muddy roads. Holding my feet. Need one of these storms. One of these storms. One of these storms. To wash me.