歌曲 | Kiss The Dirt (Falling Down The Mountain) |
歌手 | INXS |
专辑 | Listen Like Thieves |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Michael Hutchence & Andrew Farriss | |
作词 : Farriss, Hutchence | |
Playing in the dirt | |
We find the seeds of doubt | |
Don't water them with your tears | |
Don't think about all the years | |
You'd rather be without | |
Eden let's me in | |
I find the seeds of love | |
And climb upon the highwire | |
I kiss and tell all my fears | |
Falling down the mountain | |
End up kissing dirt | |
Look a little closer | |
Sometimes it wouldn't hurt | |
Playing in the dirt | |
We find the seeds of fun | |
And we scream like alleycats | |
Tearing down what we attack | |
To prove that we are one | |
Cutting through the night | |
And we find the seeds of lust | |
And loose our minds on one intent | |
These passions never seem to end |
zuo qu : Michael Hutchence Andrew Farriss | |
zuo ci : Farriss, Hutchence | |
Playing in the dirt | |
We find the seeds of doubt | |
Don' t water them with your tears | |
Don' t think about all the years | |
You' d rather be without | |
Eden let' s me in | |
I find the seeds of love | |
And climb upon the highwire | |
I kiss and tell all my fears | |
Falling down the mountain | |
End up kissing dirt | |
Look a little closer | |
Sometimes it wouldn' t hurt | |
Playing in the dirt | |
We find the seeds of fun | |
And we scream like alleycats | |
Tearing down what we attack | |
To prove that we are one | |
Cutting through the night | |
And we find the seeds of lust | |
And loose our minds on one intent | |
These passions never seem to end |
zuò qǔ : Michael Hutchence Andrew Farriss | |
zuò cí : Farriss, Hutchence | |
Playing in the dirt | |
We find the seeds of doubt | |
Don' t water them with your tears | |
Don' t think about all the years | |
You' d rather be without | |
Eden let' s me in | |
I find the seeds of love | |
And climb upon the highwire | |
I kiss and tell all my fears | |
Falling down the mountain | |
End up kissing dirt | |
Look a little closer | |
Sometimes it wouldn' t hurt | |
Playing in the dirt | |
We find the seeds of fun | |
And we scream like alleycats | |
Tearing down what we attack | |
To prove that we are one | |
Cutting through the night | |
And we find the seeds of lust | |
And loose our minds on one intent | |
These passions never seem to end |