歌曲 | If I Fall Asleep |
歌手 | Veni Domine |
专辑 | Spiritual Wasteland |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Weinesjö | |
These walls are made of glass | |
Not concrete as they seems | |
What is wrong with this picture | |
Behold a gilded frame | |
Conceals the life within | |
How is it that no one ever sees | |
The depth of the colour of the blood red heart | |
Yet always sees the mask | |
Who sees behind your eyes | |
The thoughts that dwell within | |
The man behind the name | |
Is like the dead walking | |
If I fall asleep | |
Will I wake up in a brand new eden | |
Where water falls make the only noise | |
I'll know | |
The heart is far away | |
Where life begins and ends | |
With a longing far stronger than failures left behind | |
Time is for healing | |
Blending past within future hopes | |
Performing is every thing | |
Yet slowly westward sinking | |
If I fall asleep | |
Will I wake up in a brand new eden | |
Where water falls make the only noise | |
I'll know | |
Watch me fall asleep | |
I don't mind what ever you see | |
The golden halls of eden call within | |
The eyes of the world are watching your back | |
Wispers in silence the things that you lack | |
Twisted the souls, of those who bring it into light | |
The warmth of their hearts like a cold winter night | |
Watch me fall asleep... |
zuo qu : Weinesj | |
These walls are made of glass | |
Not concrete as they seems | |
What is wrong with this picture | |
Behold a gilded frame | |
Conceals the life within | |
How is it that no one ever sees | |
The depth of the colour of the blood red heart | |
Yet always sees the mask | |
Who sees behind your eyes | |
The thoughts that dwell within | |
The man behind the name | |
Is like the dead walking | |
If I fall asleep | |
Will I wake up in a brand new eden | |
Where water falls make the only noise | |
I' ll know | |
The heart is far away | |
Where life begins and ends | |
With a longing far stronger than failures left behind | |
Time is for healing | |
Blending past within future hopes | |
Performing is every thing | |
Yet slowly westward sinking | |
If I fall asleep | |
Will I wake up in a brand new eden | |
Where water falls make the only noise | |
I' ll know | |
Watch me fall asleep | |
I don' t mind what ever you see | |
The golden halls of eden call within | |
The eyes of the world are watching your back | |
Wispers in silence the things that you lack | |
Twisted the souls, of those who bring it into light | |
The warmth of their hearts like a cold winter night | |
Watch me fall asleep... |
zuò qǔ : Weinesj | |
These walls are made of glass | |
Not concrete as they seems | |
What is wrong with this picture | |
Behold a gilded frame | |
Conceals the life within | |
How is it that no one ever sees | |
The depth of the colour of the blood red heart | |
Yet always sees the mask | |
Who sees behind your eyes | |
The thoughts that dwell within | |
The man behind the name | |
Is like the dead walking | |
If I fall asleep | |
Will I wake up in a brand new eden | |
Where water falls make the only noise | |
I' ll know | |
The heart is far away | |
Where life begins and ends | |
With a longing far stronger than failures left behind | |
Time is for healing | |
Blending past within future hopes | |
Performing is every thing | |
Yet slowly westward sinking | |
If I fall asleep | |
Will I wake up in a brand new eden | |
Where water falls make the only noise | |
I' ll know | |
Watch me fall asleep | |
I don' t mind what ever you see | |
The golden halls of eden call within | |
The eyes of the world are watching your back | |
Wispers in silence the things that you lack | |
Twisted the souls, of those who bring it into light | |
The warmth of their hearts like a cold winter night | |
Watch me fall asleep... |