Roman Holiday
作词 : Berger, Benjamin / McMahon, Ryan
作曲 : Berger, Benjamin / McMahon, Ryan
Do you remember the taste of my lips that night
I stole a bit of my mother's perfume?
Cause I remember when my father put his fist through the wall that separated the dining room
And I remember the fear in your eyes
The very first time we snuck into the city pool
Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath
Didn't know where we were running to
Don't look back
Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be lacing the same shoes
That we've worn through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we're headstrong
And our heart's gone
And the timing's never right
But for now let's get away
On a Roman holiday
Could you imagine the taste of your lips if we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens?
Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs if you lied between my hips in the backseat
I imagine the tears in your eyes
The very first night I'll sleep without you
And when it happens I'll be miles away
And a few months late
Didn't know where I was running to
But I won't look back
Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be lacing the same shoes
That we've worn through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we're headstrong
And our heart's gone
And the timing's never right
So for now let's get away
On a Roman holiday
Feet first, don't fall
Or we'll be running again
Keep close, stand tall
We'll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be lacing the same shoes
That we've worn through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we're headstrong
And our heart's gone
And the timing's never right
But for now let's get away
On a Roman holiday
Roman HolidayLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Berger, Benjamin / McMahon, Ryan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Berger, Benjamin / McMahon, Ryan
[00:13.830]Do you remember the taste of my lips that night
[00:16.310]I stole a bit of my mother's perfume?
[00:19.310]Cause I remember when my father put his fist through the wall that separated the dining room
[00:25.820]And I remember the fear in your eyes
[00:28.660]The very first time we snuck into the city pool
[00:32.150]Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath
[00:36.520]Didn't know where we were running to
[00:40.540]Don't look back
[00:43.610]Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
[00:46.340]Or the headlights
[00:47.640]Till our wide eyes burn blind
[00:50.380]We'll be lacing the same shoes
[00:52.450]That we've worn through
[00:54.050]To the bottom of the line
[00:56.840]And we know that we're headstrong
[00:58.570]And our heart's gone
[01:00.580]And the timing's never right
[01:03.860]But for now let's get away
[01:07.080]On a Roman holiday
[01:17.430]Could you imagine the taste of your lips if we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens?
[01:23.730]Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs if you lied between my hips in the backseat
[01:30.280]I imagine the tears in your eyes
[01:32.780]The very first night I'll sleep without you
[01:36.720]And when it happens I'll be miles away
[01:39.350]And a few months late
[01:41.430]Didn't know where I was running to
[01:45.180]But I won't look back
[01:48.050]Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
[01:50.530]Or the headlights
[01:52.190]Till our wide eyes burn blind
[01:54.590]We'll be lacing the same shoes
[01:56.470]That we've worn through
[01:58.120]To the bottom of the line
[02:00.900]And we know that we're headstrong
[02:02.920]And our heart's gone
[02:04.790]And the timing's never right
[02:08.160]So for now let's get away
[02:11.400]On a Roman holiday
[02:29.420]Feet first, don't fall
[02:32.850]Or we'll be running again
[02:35.450]Keep close, stand tall
[02:39.660]We'll be looking for sunlight
[02:42.410]Or the headlights
[02:43.630]Till our wide eyes burn blind
[02:45.340]We'll be lacing the same shoes
[02:48.550]That we've worn through
[02:50.090]To the bottom of the line
[02:53.010]And we know that we're headstrong
[02:55.280]And our heart's gone
[02:56.840]And the timing's never right
[03:00.010]But for now let's get away
[03:03.530]On a Roman holiday
