[00:00.00] 作词 : Dean Josiah/Tom Odell
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Dean Josiah/Tom Odell
[00:17.31]Got me in my hotel room
[00:24.18]Got me more pillows I could ever use
[00:32.09]Think they call it luxury
[00:38.75]But it doesn't make a difference to me
[00:45.38]Cause I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
[00:56.63]Just the two of us and no sheet
[01:03.70]Just your feet rubbing up against mine
[01:15.36]Staring at the picture on the wall
[01:22.89]Yeah it's pretty clever but it's got no soul
[01:30.62]I wanna see your masterpiece
[01:36.94]But it doesn't make a difference to me
[01:43.85]Cause I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
[01:55.23]Just the two of us and no sheet
[02:02.15]But your feet rubbing up against mine
[02:12.28]Oh rubbing up against mine
[02:21.09]Cause I see all these aeroplanes
[02:27.35]But I just wanna walk
[02:34.78]They play me these symphonies
[02:41.30]But I just wanna talk
[02:48.93]So babe won't you come back
[02:56.58]I need something real
[03:02.95]I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
[03:13.38]Just the two of us and no sheet
[03:20.35]Your feet rubbing up against mine
[03:30.98]Just I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
[03:41.10]Just the two of us and no sheet
[03:47.52]Just your feet rubbing up against mine
[03:56.94]Oh rubbing up against mine
[04:03.65]Oh rubbing up against mine
[04:10.78]Oh rubbing up against mine
[04:18.46]Rubbing up against mine

作词 : Dean Josiah/Tom Odell
作曲 : Dean Josiah/Tom Odell
Got me in my hotel room
Got me more pillows I could ever use
Think they call it luxury
But it doesn't make a difference to me
Cause I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
Just your feet rubbing up against mine
Staring at the picture on the wall
Yeah it's pretty clever but it's got no soul
I wanna see your masterpiece
But it doesn't make a difference to me
Cause I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
But your feet rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Cause I see all these aeroplanes
But I just wanna walk
They play me these symphonies
But I just wanna talk
So babe won't you come back
I need something real
I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
Your feet rubbing up against mine
Just I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
Just your feet rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine