歌曲 | Portrait (He Knew) |
歌手 | Kansas |
专辑 | Point Of Know Return |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Livgren, Walsh | |
He had a thousand ideas | |
You might have heard his name | |
He lived alone with his vision | |
Not looking for fortune or fame | |
Never said too much to speak of | |
He was off on another plane | |
The words that he said were a mystery | |
Nobody's sure he was sane | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
He was in search of an answer | |
The nature of what we are | |
He was trying to do it a new way | |
He was bright as a star | |
But nobody understood him | |
His numbers are not the way | |
He's lost in the deepest enigma | |
Which no one's unraveled today | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
And he tried but before he could tell us he died | |
When he left us the people cried | |
Where was he going to, going to? | |
He had a different idea | |
A glimpse of the master plan | |
He could see into the future | |
A true visionary man | |
But there's something he never told us | |
It died when he went away | |
If only he could have been with us | |
No telling what he might say | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
And he knew, you could tell by the picture he drew | |
It was totally something new | |
Where, where was he going to? |
zuo ci : Livgren, Walsh | |
He had a thousand ideas | |
You might have heard his name | |
He lived alone with his vision | |
Not looking for fortune or fame | |
Never said too much to speak of | |
He was off on another plane | |
The words that he said were a mystery | |
Nobody' s sure he was sane | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
He was in search of an answer | |
The nature of what we are | |
He was trying to do it a new way | |
He was bright as a star | |
But nobody understood him | |
His numbers are not the way | |
He' s lost in the deepest enigma | |
Which no one' s unraveled today | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
And he tried but before he could tell us he died | |
When he left us the people cried | |
Where was he going to, going to? | |
He had a different idea | |
A glimpse of the master plan | |
He could see into the future | |
A true visionary man | |
But there' s something he never told us | |
It died when he went away | |
If only he could have been with us | |
No telling what he might say | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
And he knew, you could tell by the picture he drew | |
It was totally something new | |
Where, where was he going to? |
zuò cí : Livgren, Walsh | |
He had a thousand ideas | |
You might have heard his name | |
He lived alone with his vision | |
Not looking for fortune or fame | |
Never said too much to speak of | |
He was off on another plane | |
The words that he said were a mystery | |
Nobody' s sure he was sane | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
He was in search of an answer | |
The nature of what we are | |
He was trying to do it a new way | |
He was bright as a star | |
But nobody understood him | |
His numbers are not the way | |
He' s lost in the deepest enigma | |
Which no one' s unraveled today | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
And he tried but before he could tell us he died | |
When he left us the people cried | |
Where was he going to, going to? | |
He had a different idea | |
A glimpse of the master plan | |
He could see into the future | |
A true visionary man | |
But there' s something he never told us | |
It died when he went away | |
If only he could have been with us | |
No telling what he might say | |
But he knew more than me or you | |
No one could see his view | |
Oh, where was he going to | |
And he knew, you could tell by the picture he drew | |
It was totally something new | |
Where, where was he going to? |