歌曲 | Nudes |
歌手 | Rites of Spring |
专辑 | End on End |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rites of Spring | |
I want to talk, like I'm talking to myself | |
I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else | |
And when a touch, | |
When a touch becomes to much | |
You know, I could be someone else | |
And I - yeah I know enough not to hope to know | |
But it's so hard, 'cause the night can fill my eyes | |
And you give me some distance, | |
I can get so hard to find | |
And when a word, when a word cuts in too close | |
I can always get so hard to find | |
And I - I know enough | |
Not to hope to know | |
It was so clear, to have not been clear at all | |
I got so far to have come against a wall | |
The first, the final, no middle | |
Well it seems so real to me, | |
To each is own illusions | |
If I could only believe |
zuo ci : Rites of Spring | |
I want to talk, like I' m talking to myself | |
I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else | |
And when a touch, | |
When a touch becomes to much | |
You know, I could be someone else | |
And I yeah I know enough not to hope to know | |
But it' s so hard, ' cause the night can fill my eyes | |
And you give me some distance, | |
I can get so hard to find | |
And when a word, when a word cuts in too close | |
I can always get so hard to find | |
And I I know enough | |
Not to hope to know | |
It was so clear, to have not been clear at all | |
I got so far to have come against a wall | |
The first, the final, no middle | |
Well it seems so real to me, | |
To each is own illusions | |
If I could only believe |
zuò cí : Rites of Spring | |
I want to talk, like I' m talking to myself | |
I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else | |
And when a touch, | |
When a touch becomes to much | |
You know, I could be someone else | |
And I yeah I know enough not to hope to know | |
But it' s so hard, ' cause the night can fill my eyes | |
And you give me some distance, | |
I can get so hard to find | |
And when a word, when a word cuts in too close | |
I can always get so hard to find | |
And I I know enough | |
Not to hope to know | |
It was so clear, to have not been clear at all | |
I got so far to have come against a wall | |
The first, the final, no middle | |
Well it seems so real to me, | |
To each is own illusions | |
If I could only believe |