歌曲 | You Are The Daybreak |
歌手 | Kevin Devine |
专辑 | Split The Country, Split The Street |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Devine | |
It's going straight to my head: | |
I think I'm falling in love again. | |
Such simple miracles have happened | |
Since your steady hands have come and | |
Stopped my unraveling. | |
Your fingers, built for the piano, | |
Work out the knots that line my back. | |
The stress I've stored since last December; | |
But now, it doesn't matter. | |
I've learned to leave it in my past. | |
And I feel good about the future, | |
This clarity I've never had. | |
You are the bounce in my step, | |
The burst of blood in my chest, | |
The prayer I've kept in my head. | |
You are the knock of my knees, | |
The swollen sound of each song | |
I scribble down and tear up, | |
Because they never match up. | |
You are the words I fumble for. | |
In the morning, | |
You are the daybreak, | |
And I am glad. | |
And at night, | |
You are the dream | |
I fall asleep to have. |
zuo qu : Devine | |
It' s going straight to my head: | |
I think I' m falling in love again. | |
Such simple miracles have happened | |
Since your steady hands have come and | |
Stopped my unraveling. | |
Your fingers, built for the piano, | |
Work out the knots that line my back. | |
The stress I' ve stored since last December | |
But now, it doesn' t matter. | |
I' ve learned to leave it in my past. | |
And I feel good about the future, | |
This clarity I' ve never had. | |
You are the bounce in my step, | |
The burst of blood in my chest, | |
The prayer I' ve kept in my head. | |
You are the knock of my knees, | |
The swollen sound of each song | |
I scribble down and tear up, | |
Because they never match up. | |
You are the words I fumble for. | |
In the morning, | |
You are the daybreak, | |
And I am glad. | |
And at night, | |
You are the dream | |
I fall asleep to have. |
zuò qǔ : Devine | |
It' s going straight to my head: | |
I think I' m falling in love again. | |
Such simple miracles have happened | |
Since your steady hands have come and | |
Stopped my unraveling. | |
Your fingers, built for the piano, | |
Work out the knots that line my back. | |
The stress I' ve stored since last December | |
But now, it doesn' t matter. | |
I' ve learned to leave it in my past. | |
And I feel good about the future, | |
This clarity I' ve never had. | |
You are the bounce in my step, | |
The burst of blood in my chest, | |
The prayer I' ve kept in my head. | |
You are the knock of my knees, | |
The swollen sound of each song | |
I scribble down and tear up, | |
Because they never match up. | |
You are the words I fumble for. | |
In the morning, | |
You are the daybreak, | |
And I am glad. | |
And at night, | |
You are the dream | |
I fall asleep to have. |