作曲 : Chandler, Christey | |
Turn and place the cries the camera always lies | |
While crashing to your feet the friend you long to meet | |
Passport left behind for someone else to find | |
Then everyone you've known gone for good left out on your own | |
Please open your eyes nothing's wrong it's all in the mind | |
There's still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
A vain attempt to find the broken man inside | |
A knock upon the door has you flying to the floor | |
Shadows moving past reflections in the glass | |
A sound from near the staires no need to look no one's there | |
Please open your eyes nothing's wrong it's all in the mind | |
There's still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
The trouble with me is it's half after three | |
And I'm so wide awake I pray just to sleep again | |
Thoughts in my head keep me from the comfort of bed | |
And the noises through the walls and the floors are a constant restraint | |
Please open your eyes nothing's wrong it's all in the mind | |
There's still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide |
zuo qu : Chandler, Christey | |
Turn and place the cries the camera always lies | |
While crashing to your feet the friend you long to meet | |
Passport left behind for someone else to find | |
Then everyone you' ve known gone for good left out on your own | |
Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
A vain attempt to find the broken man inside | |
A knock upon the door has you flying to the floor | |
Shadows moving past reflections in the glass | |
A sound from near the staires no need to look no one' s there | |
Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
The trouble with me is it' s half after three | |
And I' m so wide awake I pray just to sleep again | |
Thoughts in my head keep me from the comfort of bed | |
And the noises through the walls and the floors are a constant restraint | |
Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide |
zuò qǔ : Chandler, Christey | |
Turn and place the cries the camera always lies | |
While crashing to your feet the friend you long to meet | |
Passport left behind for someone else to find | |
Then everyone you' ve known gone for good left out on your own | |
Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
A vain attempt to find the broken man inside | |
A knock upon the door has you flying to the floor | |
Shadows moving past reflections in the glass | |
A sound from near the staires no need to look no one' s there | |
Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide | |
The trouble with me is it' s half after three | |
And I' m so wide awake I pray just to sleep again | |
Thoughts in my head keep me from the comfort of bed | |
And the noises through the walls and the floors are a constant restraint | |
Please open your eyes nothing' s wrong it' s all in the mind | |
There' s still no reason to hide reconciled to go with the tide |