作词 : Jesse Henderson/David Parry/Lucas Henderson | |
作曲 : Jesse Henderson/David Parry/Lucas Henderson | |
[Verse 1] | |
I've got a vision so clear in my head | |
It's a strange kind of prison | |
It is and it isn't | |
[Verse 2] | |
It's the life that I'm bound to live | |
Without ever knowing why | |
It's the beauty of the morning | |
It's the soft line of your thigh | |
[Verse 3] | |
It's the day that I found your note | |
As I walked along the shore | |
I read the lines you wrote | |
Left hidden in my coat | |
[Chorus] | |
It's the truth | |
It's the truth | |
And it's a lie | |
[Verse 4] | |
She loved to be alone, alone | |
To feel the shape of herself at home | |
That could not be known | |
Like a stranger on the street | |
Whose eyes you fail to meet | |
[Verse 5] | |
He loved to be alone, alone | |
To feel the limits of his hours blown | |
Scattered and thrown | |
Like on a windy day | |
All meaning cast away | |
[Chorus] | |
It's the truth | |
It's the truth | |
And it's a lie |
zuo ci : Jesse Henderson David Parry Lucas Henderson | |
zuo qu : Jesse Henderson David Parry Lucas Henderson | |
Verse 1 | |
I' ve got a vision so clear in my head | |
It' s a strange kind of prison | |
It is and it isn' t | |
Verse 2 | |
It' s the life that I' m bound to live | |
Without ever knowing why | |
It' s the beauty of the morning | |
It' s the soft line of your thigh | |
Verse 3 | |
It' s the day that I found your note | |
As I walked along the shore | |
I read the lines you wrote | |
Left hidden in my coat | |
Chorus | |
It' s the truth | |
It' s the truth | |
And it' s a lie | |
Verse 4 | |
She loved to be alone, alone | |
To feel the shape of herself at home | |
That could not be known | |
Like a stranger on the street | |
Whose eyes you fail to meet | |
Verse 5 | |
He loved to be alone, alone | |
To feel the limits of his hours blown | |
Scattered and thrown | |
Like on a windy day | |
All meaning cast away | |
Chorus | |
It' s the truth | |
It' s the truth | |
And it' s a lie |
zuò cí : Jesse Henderson David Parry Lucas Henderson | |
zuò qǔ : Jesse Henderson David Parry Lucas Henderson | |
Verse 1 | |
I' ve got a vision so clear in my head | |
It' s a strange kind of prison | |
It is and it isn' t | |
Verse 2 | |
It' s the life that I' m bound to live | |
Without ever knowing why | |
It' s the beauty of the morning | |
It' s the soft line of your thigh | |
Verse 3 | |
It' s the day that I found your note | |
As I walked along the shore | |
I read the lines you wrote | |
Left hidden in my coat | |
Chorus | |
It' s the truth | |
It' s the truth | |
And it' s a lie | |
Verse 4 | |
She loved to be alone, alone | |
To feel the shape of herself at home | |
That could not be known | |
Like a stranger on the street | |
Whose eyes you fail to meet | |
Verse 5 | |
He loved to be alone, alone | |
To feel the limits of his hours blown | |
Scattered and thrown | |
Like on a windy day | |
All meaning cast away | |
Chorus | |
It' s the truth | |
It' s the truth | |
And it' s a lie |