歌词
作词 : Dean Josiah/Tom Odell
作曲 : Dean Josiah/Tom Odell
Got me in my hotel room
More pillows I could ever use
Think they call it luxury
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
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
Show me your masterpiece
And it wouldn't make difference to me
Cause I'd 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
Oh rubbing up against mine
I sit on these aeroplanes
But I just wanna walk
They play me these symphonies
But I just wanna talk
So baby won't you come back
Oh I need something real
I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheets
Just your feet rubbing up against mine
I'd 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
Rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine