Riding Hood 歌词

	作词 : Kevin Coronel
	作曲 : Isaac Barnes/Kevin Coronel/Lukas Jakubenas/Simon Christian
	See the snow stop dripping on the side of every shadow's edge
	The footsteps were leading past the place where everything was red
	Walking neath' the tree tops rising over shallow graves, the sight
	Between a bloodshot holler and a tear drop caller comes the tale of night, and she said...

	I ain't yours no more
	She said I ain't yours no more
	She said I ain't yours no more
	She said, on the telephone.....

	Now the whisper of the wind and the cool of the breeze softly glistening
	And slowly barbs of desire and chokes of the fire burning deep within
	Too much to bare too little despair why is it that I am
	Said a voice to the other too late to discover as she stepped to the light, and she said...

	I ain't yours no more
	She said I ain't yours no more
	She said I ain't yours no more
	She said, on the telephone.....

	zuo ci : Kevin Coronel
	zuo qu : Isaac Barnes Kevin Coronel Lukas Jakubenas Simon Christian
	See the snow stop dripping on the side of every shadow' s edge
	The footsteps were leading past the place where everything was red
	Walking neath' the tree tops rising over shallow graves, the sight
	Between a bloodshot holler and a tear drop caller comes the tale of night, and she said...

	I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said, on the telephone.....

	Now the whisper of the wind and the cool of the breeze softly glistening
	And slowly barbs of desire and chokes of the fire burning deep within
	Too much to bare too little despair why is it that I am
	Said a voice to the other too late to discover as she stepped to the light, and she said...

	I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said, on the telephone.....

	zuò cí : Kevin Coronel
	zuò qǔ : Isaac Barnes Kevin Coronel Lukas Jakubenas Simon Christian
	See the snow stop dripping on the side of every shadow' s edge
	The footsteps were leading past the place where everything was red
	Walking neath' the tree tops rising over shallow graves, the sight
	Between a bloodshot holler and a tear drop caller comes the tale of night, and she said...

	I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said, on the telephone.....

	Now the whisper of the wind and the cool of the breeze softly glistening
	And slowly barbs of desire and chokes of the fire burning deep within
	Too much to bare too little despair why is it that I am
	Said a voice to the other too late to discover as she stepped to the light, and she said...

	I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said I ain' t yours no more
	She said, on the telephone.....

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