[00:00.000] 作曲 : Thom Green/Joe Newman/Gus Unger-Hamilton
[01:39.63]There was a wayward lad
[01:45.32]Stepped out one morning
[01:54.58]The ground to be his bed
[02:00.76]The sky is awning
[02:09.43]Neon, neon, neon
[02:15.36]A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field
[02:24.82]Can't surround so you lean on, lean on
[02:26.14]So you lean on, lean on
[02:30.78]So much your heart's become fond of this
[02:34.81]
[02:38.30]Oh, these three worn words
[02:41.76]Oh, that we whisper like the rubbing hands
[02:48.27]of tourists in Verona
[02:52.11]I just want to love you in my own language
[03:11.15]Well, that smell of ***
[03:13.64]Good like burning wood
[03:16.83]The wayward lad laid clean
[03:23.69]To two thirsty girls from hornsea
[03:28.78]who left a note when morning came
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[03:34.46]Girls from the pool say hi
[03:40.84]The road erodes at five feet per year
[03:44.77]along England's east coastline
[03:46.76]Was this your first time?
[03:53.21]Love is just a button we pressed
[03:57.30]last night by the campfire
[03:59.81]Oh, these three worn words
[04:02.60]Oh, that we whisper like the rubbing hands
[04:09.10]of tourists in Verona
[04:13.49]I just want to love you in my own language