歌曲 | Vision Bell |
歌手 | Dappled Cities |
专辑 | Granddance |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dappled Cities | |
To say you've heard the vision bell, | |
Means that everything you say is what i'm looking for. | |
The sounds you see the sights you smell, | |
The shapes your words are forming | |
Form a necessary world. | |
We'll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don't tell your heart... | |
The patterns of our words collide, | |
To make a common sense when they are woven in our minds. | |
Blanket thoughts so kept untold, | |
And keeping it that way will keep us | |
Singing through our eyes. | |
We'll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don't tell your heart... | |
All the same, | |
What we're looking for is all the same, | |
But somehow i'm still looking, oh, | |
Still listening all the same. | |
So now you've heard the vision bell, | |
Everything you say is what i'm looking for. | |
The sounds you see the sights you smell, | |
The shapes your words are forming | |
Form a necessary world. | |
We'll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don't tell your heart... | |
Don't tell your heart... |
zuo qu : Dappled Cities | |
To say you' ve heard the vision bell, | |
Means that everything you say is what i' m looking for. | |
The sounds you see the sights you smell, | |
The shapes your words are forming | |
Form a necessary world. | |
We' ll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don' t tell your heart... | |
The patterns of our words collide, | |
To make a common sense when they are woven in our minds. | |
Blanket thoughts so kept untold, | |
And keeping it that way will keep us | |
Singing through our eyes. | |
We' ll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don' t tell your heart... | |
All the same, | |
What we' re looking for is all the same, | |
But somehow i' m still looking, oh, | |
Still listening all the same. | |
So now you' ve heard the vision bell, | |
Everything you say is what i' m looking for. | |
The sounds you see the sights you smell, | |
The shapes your words are forming | |
Form a necessary world. | |
We' ll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don' t tell your heart... | |
Don' t tell your heart... |
zuò qǔ : Dappled Cities | |
To say you' ve heard the vision bell, | |
Means that everything you say is what i' m looking for. | |
The sounds you see the sights you smell, | |
The shapes your words are forming | |
Form a necessary world. | |
We' ll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don' t tell your heart... | |
The patterns of our words collide, | |
To make a common sense when they are woven in our minds. | |
Blanket thoughts so kept untold, | |
And keeping it that way will keep us | |
Singing through our eyes. | |
We' ll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don' t tell your heart... | |
All the same, | |
What we' re looking for is all the same, | |
But somehow i' m still looking, oh, | |
Still listening all the same. | |
So now you' ve heard the vision bell, | |
Everything you say is what i' m looking for. | |
The sounds you see the sights you smell, | |
The shapes your words are forming | |
Form a necessary world. | |
We' ll keep the sun for the morning, | |
But don' t tell your heart... | |
Don' t tell your heart... |