Lost Realms 歌词
| 歌曲 | Lost Realms |
| 歌手 | Wuthering Heights |
| 专辑 | To Travel for Evermore |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Strange how the world shrinks while you grow up | |
| Some of it seems so long ago | |
| It cannot really have been me at all | |
| As future turns to past | |
| Premonition turns to reminiscence | |
| Reality to mythology | |
| Doors open wide | |
| Somehow some memories | |
| Are growing ever stronger | |
| Ever clearer | |
| As doors begin to shut | |
| Tell me why must my childhood's oceas turn into lakes | |
| Horizons move ever nearer | |
| The myth is easier to comprehend | |
| As doors are being locked | |
| Sweet was the sun – the sun that now is burning me | |
| Clear was the rain – through which no longer | |
| I can see | |
| And we did laugh – the conquerors, the chosen | |
| Yet we could cry – now all my dreams are frozen | |
| Who am I now – | |
| I want to take another step | |
| What will | |
| I be – but my feet are heavy | |
| Can I go on – | |
| I know time heals | |
| Can I let go – yet | |
| I'm praying for the gods to turn is back | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates of the lost realms | |
| Is it only my mind that has painted this pictures | |
| Of a rose with no thorns | |
| As I fly on the wings of the cosmic eagle | |
| The knowledge of the naive | |
| If I could but learn to live in peace with my past | |
| Not seeking to turn back time | |
| But I know | |
| I would stand all the pain | |
| Just to feel the pleasure again | |
| Yes I know | |
| I would stand all the pain | |
| Just to feel the pleasure again | |
| Sweet was the sun – the sun that now is burning me | |
| Clear was the rain – through which no longer see | |
| I can And we did laugh – the conquerors, the chosen | |
| Yet we could cry – now all my dreams are frozen | |
| Who am I now – | |
| I want to take another step | |
| What will | |
| I be – but my feet are heavy | |
| Can I go on – | |
| I know time heals | |
| Can I let go – yet | |
| I'm praying for the gods to turn is back | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms | |
| And I don't know who the old man is | |
| Who sits there alone with his dreams | |
| But I hope | |
| I'll never meet his eyes | |
| I hope that he'll never tell me his name | |
| And I don't know who the old man is | |
| Who sits there alone with his dreams | |
| But I hope | |
| I'll never meet his eyes | |
| I hope that he'll never tell me his name | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms |
| Strange how the world shrinks while you grow up | |
| Some of it seems so long ago | |
| It cannot really have been me at all | |
| As future turns to past | |
| Premonition turns to reminiscence | |
| Reality to mythology | |
| Doors open wide | |
| Somehow some memories | |
| Are growing ever stronger | |
| Ever clearer | |
| As doors begin to shut | |
| Tell me why must my childhood' s oceas turn into lakes | |
| Horizons move ever nearer | |
| The myth is easier to comprehend | |
| As doors are being locked | |
| Sweet was the sun the sun that now is burning me | |
| Clear was the rain through which no longer | |
| I can see | |
| And we did laugh the conquerors, the chosen | |
| Yet we could cry now all my dreams are frozen | |
| Who am I now | |
| I want to take another step | |
| What will | |
| I be but my feet are heavy | |
| Can I go on | |
| I know time heals | |
| Can I let go yet | |
| I' m praying for the gods to turn is back | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates of the lost realms | |
| Is it only my mind that has painted this pictures | |
| Of a rose with no thorns | |
| As I fly on the wings of the cosmic eagle | |
| The knowledge of the naive | |
| If I could but learn to live in peace with my past | |
| Not seeking to turn back time | |
| But I know | |
| I would stand all the pain | |
| Just to feel the pleasure again | |
| Yes I know | |
| I would stand all the pain | |
| Just to feel the pleasure again | |
| Sweet was the sun the sun that now is burning me | |
| Clear was the rain through which no longer see | |
| I can And we did laugh the conquerors, the chosen | |
| Yet we could cry now all my dreams are frozen | |
| Who am I now | |
| I want to take another step | |
| What will | |
| I be but my feet are heavy | |
| Can I go on | |
| I know time heals | |
| Can I let go yet | |
| I' m praying for the gods to turn is back | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms | |
| And I don' t know who the old man is | |
| Who sits there alone with his dreams | |
| But I hope | |
| I' ll never meet his eyes | |
| I hope that he' ll never tell me his name | |
| And I don' t know who the old man is | |
| Who sits there alone with his dreams | |
| But I hope | |
| I' ll never meet his eyes | |
| I hope that he' ll never tell me his name | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms |
| Strange how the world shrinks while you grow up | |
| Some of it seems so long ago | |
| It cannot really have been me at all | |
| As future turns to past | |
| Premonition turns to reminiscence | |
| Reality to mythology | |
| Doors open wide | |
| Somehow some memories | |
| Are growing ever stronger | |
| Ever clearer | |
| As doors begin to shut | |
| Tell me why must my childhood' s oceas turn into lakes | |
| Horizons move ever nearer | |
| The myth is easier to comprehend | |
| As doors are being locked | |
| Sweet was the sun the sun that now is burning me | |
| Clear was the rain through which no longer | |
| I can see | |
| And we did laugh the conquerors, the chosen | |
| Yet we could cry now all my dreams are frozen | |
| Who am I now | |
| I want to take another step | |
| What will | |
| I be but my feet are heavy | |
| Can I go on | |
| I know time heals | |
| Can I let go yet | |
| I' m praying for the gods to turn is back | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates of the lost realms | |
| Is it only my mind that has painted this pictures | |
| Of a rose with no thorns | |
| As I fly on the wings of the cosmic eagle | |
| The knowledge of the naive | |
| If I could but learn to live in peace with my past | |
| Not seeking to turn back time | |
| But I know | |
| I would stand all the pain | |
| Just to feel the pleasure again | |
| Yes I know | |
| I would stand all the pain | |
| Just to feel the pleasure again | |
| Sweet was the sun the sun that now is burning me | |
| Clear was the rain through which no longer see | |
| I can And we did laugh the conquerors, the chosen | |
| Yet we could cry now all my dreams are frozen | |
| Who am I now | |
| I want to take another step | |
| What will | |
| I be but my feet are heavy | |
| Can I go on | |
| I know time heals | |
| Can I let go yet | |
| I' m praying for the gods to turn is back | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms | |
| And I don' t know who the old man is | |
| Who sits there alone with his dreams | |
| But I hope | |
| I' ll never meet his eyes | |
| I hope that he' ll never tell me his name | |
| And I don' t know who the old man is | |
| Who sits there alone with his dreams | |
| But I hope | |
| I' ll never meet his eyes | |
| I hope that he' ll never tell me his name | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms | |
| Let me relive the mystery | |
| Let me conquer new horizons | |
| Let me be afraid of the dark | |
| Let me evaporate in sunlight | |
| On those ancestral plains | |
| Open me the gates to the lost realms |
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