歌曲 | The Disconnection |
歌手 | Carina Round |
专辑 | Slow Motion Addict |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Round | |
I bet you a mile | |
Of my favourite thought train | |
That the chance don't skin skim | |
This close, this way again | |
Would I watch you disappear | |
Through a traffic of people | |
All washed up in their indelible secrets | |
Hold on | |
Don't be scared of the disconnection | |
And disillusion you're feeling inside | |
Sometime in time, when you're lost on the way | |
You'll see its necessary | |
For freedom of mind | |
Hold on | |
All inclined to the hand that cools me | |
I wade through the fire | |
Still the cold consumes me | |
Waiting for daylight | |
Through the shattering of the glass | |
I hear the murmuring as you pass | |
Like the train that I meant to catch | |
Hold on | |
Don't be scared of the disconnection | |
And disillusion you're feeling inside | |
Sometime in time, when you're lost on the way | |
You see it's necessary for freedom of mind | |
Hold on | |
Hold on |
zuo qu : Round | |
I bet you a mile | |
Of my favourite thought train | |
That the chance don' t skin skim | |
This close, this way again | |
Would I watch you disappear | |
Through a traffic of people | |
All washed up in their indelible secrets | |
Hold on | |
Don' t be scared of the disconnection | |
And disillusion you' re feeling inside | |
Sometime in time, when you' re lost on the way | |
You' ll see its necessary | |
For freedom of mind | |
Hold on | |
All inclined to the hand that cools me | |
I wade through the fire | |
Still the cold consumes me | |
Waiting for daylight | |
Through the shattering of the glass | |
I hear the murmuring as you pass | |
Like the train that I meant to catch | |
Hold on | |
Don' t be scared of the disconnection | |
And disillusion you' re feeling inside | |
Sometime in time, when you' re lost on the way | |
You see it' s necessary for freedom of mind | |
Hold on | |
Hold on |
zuò qǔ : Round | |
I bet you a mile | |
Of my favourite thought train | |
That the chance don' t skin skim | |
This close, this way again | |
Would I watch you disappear | |
Through a traffic of people | |
All washed up in their indelible secrets | |
Hold on | |
Don' t be scared of the disconnection | |
And disillusion you' re feeling inside | |
Sometime in time, when you' re lost on the way | |
You' ll see its necessary | |
For freedom of mind | |
Hold on | |
All inclined to the hand that cools me | |
I wade through the fire | |
Still the cold consumes me | |
Waiting for daylight | |
Through the shattering of the glass | |
I hear the murmuring as you pass | |
Like the train that I meant to catch | |
Hold on | |
Don' t be scared of the disconnection | |
And disillusion you' re feeling inside | |
Sometime in time, when you' re lost on the way | |
You see it' s necessary for freedom of mind | |
Hold on | |
Hold on |