制作
出演艺人
Louise Dearman
表演者
Craig Adams
表演者
作曲和作词
Craig Adams
词曲作者
歌词
She went to Paris, can you believe it?
She just woke up and fucked off to Paris
I didn't think she'd go, I sent her challenges
I said she had to, she had to kiss a waiter
I used to love that, but I need evidence
So she texts me a photograph
She saw the tower, she saw the sepulchre
She saw the Louvre, she ate a croissant
That's where the waiter was, I saw the pictures
I couldn't go 'cause I was working
So I text her in French
She didn't understand
Her French was lousy
Her French was always lousy
I couldn't ask, but now I'm lost
Lost in translations of
Lost in her phrasebook
Lost in her rucksack
Lost in her, mm, mm-mm
Fuck, I'm lost
Lost in a café
Lost in a picture
Lost in a bookshop
Lost in a footnote
Lost in P.S
I keep telling myself if this is happening
It will happen in time
I keep telling myself I'm so adult about
How am I handling this crush
It will ease with time
It will ease with laughter
It will ease with translation
I gave up on the fact a long time ago
You are not who I am
I keep busy, I keep your picture in a drawer
Where I know it won't jump out
But you twist my arm
And you push a little
And it makes me warm
But aggravates this scratch
So I take control 'cause I need you there
You're a catalyst
An equation I couldn't do without
And can not translate
Do something wrong, won't you?
Do something wrong, won't you?
Do something wrong, won't you?
Do something wrong, won't you?
But now I'm lost
Lost in her laughter
Lost in a scribble left on a napkin
Lost in her smile
But I'm so lost
Lost in a question
Lost in a routine looking for reasons
Lost in her youth
Oh God, I'm lost
Lost in this city
Walking through faces
Crowded by memories
Haunted by truth
But now I'm lost
Lost in her lipstick mark
Lost in a voicemail
Lost in a smell left on a pillow
Lost in this, no, no, no
Lost in this, no, no, no
Lost in this, no, no, no
Lost in this
Written by: Craig Adams
