Lirik Lagu Angel Voyeur - Jane Siberry
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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 hounds are running in the alley-way belowunderlining all her sins
across the alleythere is a rented roomthere is a girlI watch I watch her
yellow cotton curtainsthe tiles are black and whitewhy are you home early?is this another one of those nights?
straighten up the lilacsstraighten up your hairover to the mirrorwhat do you see there?
you know why he is livingon a separate street away from youusually you can forgetbut tonight the hounds they get to you
the hounds are running in the alley-way below....underlining all her sins
magnets in the mirrorusually you croonbut tonight you are no beautyin your rented room
he knows why he is livingon a separate street away from youusually he can forgetbut tonight the hounds they get to him
the mirror shows a man in a chairshe sees him swayhe's falling to the floorhis lines they crack awaywho is this man?you know him you know him you know him
his being is your beinghis scent is on your skinhis mind is on your mindhis breathing is your breathing
so she goes to her own chairI see her swayshe's falling to the floorher lines they crack awayshe shatters on the tileslike the mirror that she shatterslike the mirror that she shadows
the street it's night it's darkI cannot see too wellbut a fog descended on her roomthat much I can tell
and every drop of waterdrew salts across her soul, Lordand every bead of watermade the beaded bodies roll
a cat stopped by to listen'til her breathing ceased to toiland on a separate streetwell, that man he ceased to moil
yellow dawn is yellowingnow I can see the girlnow I can see her faceon the tiles I see her curled
breeze - it blows the curtainsacross the wayward tilesacross the sleeping oneson separate streets - I have to smile
they still will not understandwhy they awaken so newbut their sleep was close to...holymy darlingswe're watching over you
across the alleythere is a rented roomthere is a girlI watch I watch herI watch I watch herWe watch We watch her
across the alleythere is a rented roomthere is a girlI watch I watch her
yellow cotton curtainsthe tiles are black and whitewhy are you home early?is this another one of those nights?
straighten up the lilacsstraighten up your hairover to the mirrorwhat do you see there?
you know why he is livingon a separate street away from youusually you can forgetbut tonight the hounds they get to you
the hounds are running in the alley-way below....underlining all her sins
magnets in the mirrorusually you croonbut tonight you are no beautyin your rented room
he knows why he is livingon a separate street away from youusually he can forgetbut tonight the hounds they get to him
the mirror shows a man in a chairshe sees him swayhe's falling to the floorhis lines they crack awaywho is this man?you know him you know him you know him
his being is your beinghis scent is on your skinhis mind is on your mindhis breathing is your breathing
so she goes to her own chairI see her swayshe's falling to the floorher lines they crack awayshe shatters on the tileslike the mirror that she shatterslike the mirror that she shadows
the street it's night it's darkI cannot see too wellbut a fog descended on her roomthat much I can tell
and every drop of waterdrew salts across her soul, Lordand every bead of watermade the beaded bodies roll
a cat stopped by to listen'til her breathing ceased to toiland on a separate streetwell, that man he ceased to moil
yellow dawn is yellowingnow I can see the girlnow I can see her faceon the tiles I see her curled
breeze - it blows the curtainsacross the wayward tilesacross the sleeping oneson separate streets - I have to smile
they still will not understandwhy they awaken so newbut their sleep was close to...holymy darlingswe're watching over you
across the alleythere is a rented roomthere is a girlI watch I watch herI watch I watch herWe watch We watch her
