作曲 : Matos, Shaman | |
From the day you took me home | |
I knew I was not alone | |
And all the pain | |
I had seemed to be gone | |
Running backwards to the edge, | |
Things I don't dare to confess | |
You've locked my secrets in a blind spell... | |
Oh, never leave me | |
Never walk away | |
There's a spell on me that, for me, | |
Could spell the end | |
If your feelings fall apart | |
And you can't sustain your heart | |
It's time to realise what you really are | |
Oh, please believe me | |
I've been so ashamed | |
Take your spell from me, it could drive me | |
To the end | |
Sometimes we run, | |
Sometimes we hide inside a hole and fade away | |
We turn to stone | |
And let the weather carve its traces | |
To open your eyes one day... | |
Should I throw myself in the oceans of time? | |
Without you will | |
I ever dare to survive? | |
Sometimes we run, | |
Sometimes we hide inside a hole and fade away | |
We turn to stone | |
And let the weather carve its traces | |
To open your eyes one day... | |
Help me, help me to open my eyes someday... |
zuo qu : Matos, Shaman | |
From the day you took me home | |
I knew I was not alone | |
And all the pain | |
I had seemed to be gone | |
Running backwards to the edge, | |
Things I don' t dare to confess | |
You' ve locked my secrets in a blind spell... | |
Oh, never leave me | |
Never walk away | |
There' s a spell on me that, for me, | |
Could spell the end | |
If your feelings fall apart | |
And you can' t sustain your heart | |
It' s time to realise what you really are | |
Oh, please believe me | |
I' ve been so ashamed | |
Take your spell from me, it could drive me | |
To the end | |
Sometimes we run, | |
Sometimes we hide inside a hole and fade away | |
We turn to stone | |
And let the weather carve its traces | |
To open your eyes one day... | |
Should I throw myself in the oceans of time? | |
Without you will | |
I ever dare to survive? | |
Sometimes we run, | |
Sometimes we hide inside a hole and fade away | |
We turn to stone | |
And let the weather carve its traces | |
To open your eyes one day... | |
Help me, help me to open my eyes someday... |
zuò qǔ : Matos, Shaman | |
From the day you took me home | |
I knew I was not alone | |
And all the pain | |
I had seemed to be gone | |
Running backwards to the edge, | |
Things I don' t dare to confess | |
You' ve locked my secrets in a blind spell... | |
Oh, never leave me | |
Never walk away | |
There' s a spell on me that, for me, | |
Could spell the end | |
If your feelings fall apart | |
And you can' t sustain your heart | |
It' s time to realise what you really are | |
Oh, please believe me | |
I' ve been so ashamed | |
Take your spell from me, it could drive me | |
To the end | |
Sometimes we run, | |
Sometimes we hide inside a hole and fade away | |
We turn to stone | |
And let the weather carve its traces | |
To open your eyes one day... | |
Should I throw myself in the oceans of time? | |
Without you will | |
I ever dare to survive? | |
Sometimes we run, | |
Sometimes we hide inside a hole and fade away | |
We turn to stone | |
And let the weather carve its traces | |
To open your eyes one day... | |
Help me, help me to open my eyes someday... |