Lirik Lagu Midnight Through Morning - David Blue
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
The room it was lit up me too I couldn't sit upEngaged was my time in studying the wallAnd all the poets kept getting louderEven though they weren't needed any longerThe strapless high heeled street walkerBelieves every day that she goes younger
Ah I wish I could be her loverAnd go with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
The poets would keep on all night with their come onsOne would say something another'd say moreLooking for contracts but finding the soapWell I know she'd take them all for a jokeAh but she'd take them all no doubtAnd they never knowing what it was about
Ah I wish I could be her loverAnd go with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
With burning candle and the store windowHard to believe there could be moreAnd all the poets complained of the coldBut they only did what they were toldSearching so hard for a satisfied mindWhile she walked by with a satisfied soul
Ah I wish I could be her loverAnd go with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
A radio played on to almost no oneAttention was paid only to the dawnAs she stopped and bent to touch her nylonsAnd felt in the air for a post to lean onNo one could ever know her outsideIn the take of an instant she had passed by
Well I wish I could be her loverGo with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
Symbols and motives were again promotedHard to believe there could be moreAs she moved on and then faded outTo the songs of the poet still keeping it upThe sidewalks cleared themselves for a new touchAnd it all disappeared into the face of the clock.
Ah I wish I could be her loverAnd go with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
The poets would keep on all night with their come onsOne would say something another'd say moreLooking for contracts but finding the soapWell I know she'd take them all for a jokeAh but she'd take them all no doubtAnd they never knowing what it was about
Ah I wish I could be her loverAnd go with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
With burning candle and the store windowHard to believe there could be moreAnd all the poets complained of the coldBut they only did what they were toldSearching so hard for a satisfied mindWhile she walked by with a satisfied soul
Ah I wish I could be her loverAnd go with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
A radio played on to almost no oneAttention was paid only to the dawnAs she stopped and bent to touch her nylonsAnd felt in the air for a post to lean onNo one could ever know her outsideIn the take of an instant she had passed by
Well I wish I could be her loverGo with her as she makes her roundsAnd fall with her hair as it comes down
Symbols and motives were again promotedHard to believe there could be moreAs she moved on and then faded outTo the songs of the poet still keeping it upThe sidewalks cleared themselves for a new touchAnd it all disappeared into the face of the clock.
