歌曲 | Let Me Be Troubled |
歌手 | Silje Nergaard |
专辑 | Darkness Out of Blue |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
What is the use of words | |
If they don´t make her seen or heard? | |
She watches dust to dust unstirred | |
Though left behind | |
She is too weak to grieve or blame us, | |
We who leave. | |
There is no hour of bliss | |
When ignorance can lead to this. | |
Don´t let the hand of time be kind | |
And smooth her gently from my mind. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. | |
These are the words of a fool | |
And heads not hearts must rule | |
I hear you say that minds can be so slow to see what hearts just know. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her | |
I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her | |
I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. |
What is the use of words | |
If they don t make her seen or heard? | |
She watches dust to dust unstirred | |
Though left behind | |
She is too weak to grieve or blame us, | |
We who leave. | |
There is no hour of bliss | |
When ignorance can lead to this. | |
Don t let the hand of time be kind | |
And smooth her gently from my mind. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. | |
These are the words of a fool | |
And heads not hearts must rule | |
I hear you say that minds can be so slow to see what hearts just know. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her | |
I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her | |
I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. |
What is the use of words | |
If they don t make her seen or heard? | |
She watches dust to dust unstirred | |
Though left behind | |
She is too weak to grieve or blame us, | |
We who leave. | |
There is no hour of bliss | |
When ignorance can lead to this. | |
Don t let the hand of time be kind | |
And smooth her gently from my mind. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. | |
These are the words of a fool | |
And heads not hearts must rule | |
I hear you say that minds can be so slow to see what hearts just know. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Let me be troubled. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her | |
I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. | |
Where on the road did I lose my way | |
Not knowing where it will wind? | |
How can I find that road? | |
I need to explain where I went amiss | |
And tell her | |
I will save her from all of this... | |
From all of this. |