| 作词 : Carole Facal | |
| 作曲 : Carole Facal | |
| You pretend no one can mend | |
| The broken words that have been left | |
| In the black box of our beliefs, oh lord | |
| That has to be a lie | |
| Broken edges, wicked smiles | |
| Old promises should never die | |
| I know that doubt can still be dragged outside | |
| But I need an ally | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| When my song is bittersweet | |
| Within the haven of your arms | |
| Inside the sanctuary of a smile | |
| I want to be hiding | |
| Under the rooftop of an oath | |
| I’ll be waiting | |
| When everyone has given up | |
| I'll be hoping | |
| For the warmth of your hand | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| Who'll be the first to apologize? | |
| Who'll be the bravest? | |
| Who'll be the first to forgive? | |
| Who'll be the strongest? | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally |
| zuo ci : Carole Facal | |
| zuo qu : Carole Facal | |
| You pretend no one can mend | |
| The broken words that have been left | |
| In the black box of our beliefs, oh lord | |
| That has to be a lie | |
| Broken edges, wicked smiles | |
| Old promises should never die | |
| I know that doubt can still be dragged outside | |
| But I need an ally | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| When my song is bittersweet | |
| Within the haven of your arms | |
| Inside the sanctuary of a smile | |
| I want to be hiding | |
| Under the rooftop of an oath | |
| I' ll be waiting | |
| When everyone has given up | |
| I' ll be hoping | |
| For the warmth of your hand | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| Who' ll be the first to apologize? | |
| Who' ll be the bravest? | |
| Who' ll be the first to forgive? | |
| Who' ll be the strongest? | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally |
| zuò cí : Carole Facal | |
| zuò qǔ : Carole Facal | |
| You pretend no one can mend | |
| The broken words that have been left | |
| In the black box of our beliefs, oh lord | |
| That has to be a lie | |
| Broken edges, wicked smiles | |
| Old promises should never die | |
| I know that doubt can still be dragged outside | |
| But I need an ally | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| When my song is bittersweet | |
| Within the haven of your arms | |
| Inside the sanctuary of a smile | |
| I want to be hiding | |
| Under the rooftop of an oath | |
| I' ll be waiting | |
| When everyone has given up | |
| I' ll be hoping | |
| For the warmth of your hand | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| Who' ll be the first to apologize? | |
| Who' ll be the bravest? | |
| Who' ll be the first to forgive? | |
| Who' ll be the strongest? | |
| I need an ally in this war | |
| I need an ally |