歌曲 | After The Flame |
歌手 | ATB |
专辑 | No Silence |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Harrison, Tanneberger | |
How many days since we've spoken | |
How many times have you tried | |
To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
Don't tell me everything's over | |
Don't take the sun from my eye | |
It's much too late to be alone | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
I will scream out, Should I live | |
'Til there is no room to die | |
When the colors fade, on the world we've made | |
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
Too late, too long to mention | |
Too wide to keep it inside | |
This renovation of my wounded soul | |
You are the wind of adventure | |
You are the sun in my eye | |
You are the one who keeps me whole | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
I will scream out, Should I live | |
'Til there is no room to die | |
When the colors fade, on the world we've made | |
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
(When our love grows old) | |
How many days since we've spoken | |
How many times have you tried | |
(And the fire gets cold) | |
To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
(When our love grows old) | |
Don't tell me everything's over | |
Don't take the sun from my eye | |
(And the fire gets cold) | |
It's much too late to be alone |
zuo ci : Harrison, Tanneberger | |
How many days since we' ve spoken | |
How many times have you tried | |
To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
It' s much too late to be alone | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
I will scream out, Should I live | |
' Til there is no room to die | |
When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
Too late, too long to mention | |
Too wide to keep it inside | |
This renovation of my wounded soul | |
You are the wind of adventure | |
You are the sun in my eye | |
You are the one who keeps me whole | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
I will scream out, Should I live | |
' Til there is no room to die | |
When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
When our love grows old | |
How many days since we' ve spoken | |
How many times have you tried | |
And the fire gets cold | |
To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
When our love grows old | |
Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
And the fire gets cold | |
It' s much too late to be alone |
zuò cí : Harrison, Tanneberger | |
How many days since we' ve spoken | |
How many times have you tried | |
To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
It' s much too late to be alone | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
I will scream out, Should I live | |
' Til there is no room to die | |
When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
Too late, too long to mention | |
Too wide to keep it inside | |
This renovation of my wounded soul | |
You are the wind of adventure | |
You are the sun in my eye | |
You are the one who keeps me whole | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
I will scream out, Should I live | |
' Til there is no room to die | |
When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
When our love grows old | |
And the fire gets cold | |
When our love grows old | |
How many days since we' ve spoken | |
How many times have you tried | |
And the fire gets cold | |
To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
When our love grows old | |
Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
And the fire gets cold | |
It' s much too late to be alone |