歌曲 | Paint the Days White |
歌手 | The Apartments |
专辑 | A Life Full of Farewells |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Peter Milton Walsh | |
作曲 : Peter Milton Walsh | |
Paint the Days White | |
Will we ever make it to shore? | |
Who will follow you down? | |
Who will follow you there? | |
Your demons fade…you drift all day | |
You say you don’t know what it is to be happy | |
You hide behind your little girl voices | |
And baby doll noises | |
Nothing could poison, poison you now | |
I will paint the days white | |
Fill them with light | |
Cos I know there’s nothing left for you | |
I know there’s nothing left | |
Know there’s nothing left for you in that life | |
Your demons fade, they go away | |
You say you don’t know what it was that once mattered | |
Your eyes | |
Your little girl dresses, baby doll guesses | |
All the worlds yeses followed you round | |
I will paint the days white | |
Fill them with light | |
Cos I know there’s nothing left for you | |
I know there’s nothing left | |
there’s nothing left for you in that life | |
You’re at the bottom of nowhere on a Spring day |
zuo ci : Peter Milton Walsh | |
zuo qu : Peter Milton Walsh | |
Paint the Days White | |
Will we ever make it to shore? | |
Who will follow you down? | |
Who will follow you there? | |
Your demons fade you drift all day | |
You say you don' t know what it is to be happy | |
You hide behind your little girl voices | |
And baby doll noises | |
Nothing could poison, poison you now | |
I will paint the days white | |
Fill them with light | |
Cos I know there' s nothing left for you | |
I know there' s nothing left | |
Know there' s nothing left for you in that life | |
Your demons fade, they go away | |
You say you don' t know what it was that once mattered | |
Your eyes | |
Your little girl dresses, baby doll guesses | |
All the worlds yeses followed you round | |
I will paint the days white | |
Fill them with light | |
Cos I know there' s nothing left for you | |
I know there' s nothing left | |
there' s nothing left for you in that life | |
You' re at the bottom of nowhere on a Spring day |
zuò cí : Peter Milton Walsh | |
zuò qǔ : Peter Milton Walsh | |
Paint the Days White | |
Will we ever make it to shore? | |
Who will follow you down? | |
Who will follow you there? | |
Your demons fade you drift all day | |
You say you don' t know what it is to be happy | |
You hide behind your little girl voices | |
And baby doll noises | |
Nothing could poison, poison you now | |
I will paint the days white | |
Fill them with light | |
Cos I know there' s nothing left for you | |
I know there' s nothing left | |
Know there' s nothing left for you in that life | |
Your demons fade, they go away | |
You say you don' t know what it was that once mattered | |
Your eyes | |
Your little girl dresses, baby doll guesses | |
All the worlds yeses followed you round | |
I will paint the days white | |
Fill them with light | |
Cos I know there' s nothing left for you | |
I know there' s nothing left | |
there' s nothing left for you in that life | |
You' re at the bottom of nowhere on a Spring day |