歌曲 | The Hurting Time |
歌手 | Annie Lennox |
专辑 | Bare |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lennox | |
To everything there is a purpose | |
To every blade of grass and every leaf on every tree | |
Every livin' thing will surely come to pass | |
And what will be, will be, hoo | |
That's when the hurtin' time begins | |
And all the things you never said or didn't have the strengh to say | |
And everything you ever did that time won't ever wash away | |
Fears that you've been livin' with gonna lift the chance | |
Tears that you've been livin' with come runnin' down your face | |
Runnin' down your face, hoo | |
That's when the hurtin' time begins | |
So tell me what the day brings, has it lost it's thrill? | |
Are you still searching, hoping for that space to fill | |
Everything you turn to is like a mirror on the shelf | |
And the only one you're blaming is yourself | |
Don't give me no more | |
That hurt is strong, have in my heart | |
That hated love | |
A million little deaths you've died | |
The times that you've been crucified | |
The more you've loved and lost and tried | |
And still could not be satisfied | |
When will you be satisfied? | |
When will you be satisfied? | |
Not till, not till, not till, yeah yeah yeah | |
Not till the hurtin' time begins | |
Till the luck it is yours | |
Not till the hurtin' time begins | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Till the luck it is |
zuo ci : Lennox | |
To everything there is a purpose | |
To every blade of grass and every leaf on every tree | |
Every livin' thing will surely come to pass | |
And what will be, will be, hoo | |
That' s when the hurtin' time begins | |
And all the things you never said or didn' t have the strengh to say | |
And everything you ever did that time won' t ever wash away | |
Fears that you' ve been livin' with gonna lift the chance | |
Tears that you' ve been livin' with come runnin' down your face | |
Runnin' down your face, hoo | |
That' s when the hurtin' time begins | |
So tell me what the day brings, has it lost it' s thrill? | |
Are you still searching, hoping for that space to fill | |
Everything you turn to is like a mirror on the shelf | |
And the only one you' re blaming is yourself | |
Don' t give me no more | |
That hurt is strong, have in my heart | |
That hated love | |
A million little deaths you' ve died | |
The times that you' ve been crucified | |
The more you' ve loved and lost and tried | |
And still could not be satisfied | |
When will you be satisfied? | |
When will you be satisfied? | |
Not till, not till, not till, yeah yeah yeah | |
Not till the hurtin' time begins | |
Till the luck it is yours | |
Not till the hurtin' time begins | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Till the luck it is |
zuò cí : Lennox | |
To everything there is a purpose | |
To every blade of grass and every leaf on every tree | |
Every livin' thing will surely come to pass | |
And what will be, will be, hoo | |
That' s when the hurtin' time begins | |
And all the things you never said or didn' t have the strengh to say | |
And everything you ever did that time won' t ever wash away | |
Fears that you' ve been livin' with gonna lift the chance | |
Tears that you' ve been livin' with come runnin' down your face | |
Runnin' down your face, hoo | |
That' s when the hurtin' time begins | |
So tell me what the day brings, has it lost it' s thrill? | |
Are you still searching, hoping for that space to fill | |
Everything you turn to is like a mirror on the shelf | |
And the only one you' re blaming is yourself | |
Don' t give me no more | |
That hurt is strong, have in my heart | |
That hated love | |
A million little deaths you' ve died | |
The times that you' ve been crucified | |
The more you' ve loved and lost and tried | |
And still could not be satisfied | |
When will you be satisfied? | |
When will you be satisfied? | |
Not till, not till, not till, yeah yeah yeah | |
Not till the hurtin' time begins | |
Till the luck it is yours | |
Not till the hurtin' time begins | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Hurtin' time, hurtin' time begins now | |
Till the luck it is |