歌曲 | Beyond and Before |
歌手 | Yes |
专辑 | Something's Coming |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bailey, Squire | |
Sparkling trees of | |
Silver foam cast shadows soft in winter's home | |
Swaying branches breaking sound | |
In lonely forests trembling ground. | |
Masquerading leaves of blue | |
Run circles round the morning dew | |
In patterns understood by you | |
Reaching out beyond and before | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
To levels hidden underground | |
Say a few words to the wind | |
That's all thats left of winters friend. | |
Reaching the snow | |
In the days of the cold | |
Casting a | |
Spell out of | |
Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life | |
Reaching out beyond and before | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down |
zuo ci : Bailey, Squire | |
Sparkling trees of | |
Silver foam cast shadows soft in winter' s home | |
Swaying branches breaking sound | |
In lonely forests trembling ground. | |
Masquerading leaves of blue | |
Run circles round the morning dew | |
In patterns understood by you | |
Reaching out beyond and before | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
To levels hidden underground | |
Say a few words to the wind | |
That' s all thats left of winters friend. | |
Reaching the snow | |
In the days of the cold | |
Casting a | |
Spell out of | |
Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life | |
Reaching out beyond and before | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down |
zuò cí : Bailey, Squire | |
Sparkling trees of | |
Silver foam cast shadows soft in winter' s home | |
Swaying branches breaking sound | |
In lonely forests trembling ground. | |
Masquerading leaves of blue | |
Run circles round the morning dew | |
In patterns understood by you | |
Reaching out beyond and before | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
To levels hidden underground | |
Say a few words to the wind | |
That' s all thats left of winters friend. | |
Reaching the snow | |
In the days of the cold | |
Casting a | |
Spell out of | |
Ice Now that your gone the summers too long and it seems like the end of my life | |
Reaching out beyond and before | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down | |
Time like gold dust brings mind down |