歌曲 | Past Lives |
歌手 | Level 42 |
专辑 | Forever Now |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
An angel came to me last night | |
She saw me in a different light | |
She told me all things I thought I could be | |
Are not a million miles away | |
As surely as night follows day | |
It follows, I'm a king not a slave | |
Is this another case of déjà vu | |
It seems to happen everyday | |
It all comes back to me whatever I do | |
There's always been a price to pay | |
Past lives, past lives | |
You can never put the ghost to bed | |
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said | |
Past lives, past lives | |
Rub my stomach while I pat my head | |
Get the feeling in your mind | |
When you're out of your head | |
And to the eastern side of the bay | |
My shadow is sailing away | |
Treasured possessions and money to burn | |
I won't be taking these with me | |
I hear the echoes and I've nowhere to turn | |
After all I'm all at sea | |
Past lives, past lives | |
We can anchor off the coast she said | |
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head | |
Past lives, past lives | |
You can never put the ghost to bed | |
Get the feeling that we live forever she said | |
In another world where dreams collide | |
To the mocking bird of faith we're tied | |
She comes to pass but not to stay | |
Through the looking glass, she fades away | |
Welcome to the house of usher | |
(Repeat chorus) | |
An angel saw through me last night | |
She sold me down the river of life |
An angel came to me last night | |
She saw me in a different light | |
She told me all things I thought I could be | |
Are not a million miles away | |
As surely as night follows day | |
It follows, I' m a king not a slave | |
Is this another case of de ja vu | |
It seems to happen everyday | |
It all comes back to me whatever I do | |
There' s always been a price to pay | |
Past lives, past lives | |
You can never put the ghost to bed | |
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said | |
Past lives, past lives | |
Rub my stomach while I pat my head | |
Get the feeling in your mind | |
When you' re out of your head | |
And to the eastern side of the bay | |
My shadow is sailing away | |
Treasured possessions and money to burn | |
I won' t be taking these with me | |
I hear the echoes and I' ve nowhere to turn | |
After all I' m all at sea | |
Past lives, past lives | |
We can anchor off the coast she said | |
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head | |
Past lives, past lives | |
You can never put the ghost to bed | |
Get the feeling that we live forever she said | |
In another world where dreams collide | |
To the mocking bird of faith we' re tied | |
She comes to pass but not to stay | |
Through the looking glass, she fades away | |
Welcome to the house of usher | |
Repeat chorus | |
An angel saw through me last night | |
She sold me down the river of life |
An angel came to me last night | |
She saw me in a different light | |
She told me all things I thought I could be | |
Are not a million miles away | |
As surely as night follows day | |
It follows, I' m a king not a slave | |
Is this another case of dé jà vu | |
It seems to happen everyday | |
It all comes back to me whatever I do | |
There' s always been a price to pay | |
Past lives, past lives | |
You can never put the ghost to bed | |
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said | |
Past lives, past lives | |
Rub my stomach while I pat my head | |
Get the feeling in your mind | |
When you' re out of your head | |
And to the eastern side of the bay | |
My shadow is sailing away | |
Treasured possessions and money to burn | |
I won' t be taking these with me | |
I hear the echoes and I' ve nowhere to turn | |
After all I' m all at sea | |
Past lives, past lives | |
We can anchor off the coast she said | |
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head | |
Past lives, past lives | |
You can never put the ghost to bed | |
Get the feeling that we live forever she said | |
In another world where dreams collide | |
To the mocking bird of faith we' re tied | |
She comes to pass but not to stay | |
Through the looking glass, she fades away | |
Welcome to the house of usher | |
Repeat chorus | |
An angel saw through me last night | |
She sold me down the river of life |