Mr. Somewhere (Remastered) - This Mortal Coil Written by:P. M. Walsh Day comes up sicker than a cat Something's wrong that is that Mr. somewhere missing somewhere Never did figure just how much A boat from the river takes you out 'Cross the other side of town To get out to get out You take the tide any tide any tide Like there isn't gonna be any tide A world like tomorrow wears things out It's hard enough To get what's yours for now And the hardest Words are spoken softly Softly look no hands upon now now hard Now the milkman beats you to the door That was once a home home no more Mr. somewhere missing somewhere Couldn't get the calendar to stop Missing somewhere Never did figure just how much Missing somewhere Never will admit just how much编辑于2021/04/06更新