| 作词 : Daulne, Willkie | |
| That night I was walking and walking | |
| I found myself in an open square | |
| The square was dirty full of garbage | |
| Paper plastic tin cans | |
| There where people sleeping on the benches | |
| With blankets made of cardboard | |
| I wasn't comfortable | |
| And I judged from what I saw | |
| Stinking filth contempt | |
| One of them smiles at me and says | |
| 'Hey, don't go losing your today | |
| Hiding your soul | |
| In your solitude | |
| I've skipped from society | |
| And a token that keeps us true | |
| Keeps us true | |
| 'Your face is my life,' he says | |
| 'And the day shines better for the view | |
| The birds talk amongst themselves | |
| And their words tell tales of you | |
| Tales of you | |
| 'We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling's not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our skies | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| 'Hey there | |
| Before you walk away | |
| Show me the smile that says | |
| 'I'm not alone' | |
| You see what you want in me | |
| Because this crazy life | |
| This crazy life | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling's not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our sky | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| 'Hey there | |
| Before you walk away | |
| Show me the smile that says | |
| 'I'm not alone' | |
| Oh you see | |
| What you want in me | |
| Because this crazy life | |
| This crazy life | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling's not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our sky | |
| Waits in our sky |
| zuo ci : Daulne, Willkie | |
| That night I was walking and walking | |
| I found myself in an open square | |
| The square was dirty full of garbage | |
| Paper plastic tin cans | |
| There where people sleeping on the benches | |
| With blankets made of cardboard | |
| I wasn' t comfortable | |
| And I judged from what I saw | |
| Stinking filth contempt | |
| One of them smiles at me and says | |
| ' Hey, don' t go losing your today | |
| Hiding your soul | |
| In your solitude | |
| I' ve skipped from society | |
| And a token that keeps us true | |
| Keeps us true | |
| ' Your face is my life,' he says | |
| ' And the day shines better for the view | |
| The birds talk amongst themselves | |
| And their words tell tales of you | |
| Tales of you | |
| ' We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling' s not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our skies | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| ' Hey there | |
| Before you walk away | |
| Show me the smile that says | |
| ' I' m not alone' | |
| You see what you want in me | |
| Because this crazy life | |
| This crazy life | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling' s not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our sky | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| ' Hey there | |
| Before you walk away | |
| Show me the smile that says | |
| ' I' m not alone' | |
| Oh you see | |
| What you want in me | |
| Because this crazy life | |
| This crazy life | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling' s not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our sky | |
| Waits in our sky |
| zuò cí : Daulne, Willkie | |
| That night I was walking and walking | |
| I found myself in an open square | |
| The square was dirty full of garbage | |
| Paper plastic tin cans | |
| There where people sleeping on the benches | |
| With blankets made of cardboard | |
| I wasn' t comfortable | |
| And I judged from what I saw | |
| Stinking filth contempt | |
| One of them smiles at me and says | |
| ' Hey, don' t go losing your today | |
| Hiding your soul | |
| In your solitude | |
| I' ve skipped from society | |
| And a token that keeps us true | |
| Keeps us true | |
| ' Your face is my life,' he says | |
| ' And the day shines better for the view | |
| The birds talk amongst themselves | |
| And their words tell tales of you | |
| Tales of you | |
| ' We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling' s not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our skies | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| ' Hey there | |
| Before you walk away | |
| Show me the smile that says | |
| ' I' m not alone' | |
| You see what you want in me | |
| Because this crazy life | |
| This crazy life | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling' s not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our sky | |
| Wait in our sky | |
| ' Hey there | |
| Before you walk away | |
| Show me the smile that says | |
| ' I' m not alone' | |
| Oh you see | |
| What you want in me | |
| Because this crazy life | |
| This crazy life | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| This crazy life is my home | |
| We are the winners | |
| If we unclose our eyes | |
| The feeling' s not what it seems | |
| The healing waits in our sky | |
| Waits in our sky |
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