歌曲 | St. Rosa and the Swallows |
歌手 | The Thermals |
专辑 | The Body, The Blood, The Machine |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Foster, Harris | |
Passing the corners we've kissed in the rain | |
Passing these old rusted warning signs | |
What did they say? | |
I think they said "Run!" | |
Passing the roofs of excuses we've made | |
Passing these open windows | |
What made me turn away? | |
How did I fight the black days and the static nights? | |
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows | |
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano | |
And I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Passing our enemies | |
Passing our friends | |
Passing the means we used to tell the difference between | |
It's subtle | |
I try to remember if I was ever lonely | |
If I was ever low | |
Hell, hell yes, I was low | |
How did I fight the black days and the static nights? | |
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows | |
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano | |
And I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Passing all the days I switched to Auto-mode | |
Days for which I've nothing to show | |
Pausing all the days I'm afraid I'll forget | |
The day's only clear for a second | |
The day's only clear for a second | |
Day's only clear for a second | |
But I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Yeah, but it's cold, cold, cold |
zuo ci : Foster, Harris | |
Passing the corners we' ve kissed in the rain | |
Passing these old rusted warning signs | |
What did they say? | |
I think they said " Run!" | |
Passing the roofs of excuses we' ve made | |
Passing these open windows | |
What made me turn away? | |
How did I fight the black days and the static nights? | |
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows | |
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano | |
And I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Passing our enemies | |
Passing our friends | |
Passing the means we used to tell the difference between | |
It' s subtle | |
I try to remember if I was ever lonely | |
If I was ever low | |
Hell, hell yes, I was low | |
How did I fight the black days and the static nights? | |
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows | |
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano | |
And I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Passing all the days I switched to Automode | |
Days for which I' ve nothing to show | |
Pausing all the days I' m afraid I' ll forget | |
The day' s only clear for a second | |
The day' s only clear for a second | |
Day' s only clear for a second | |
But I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Yeah, but it' s cold, cold, cold |
zuò cí : Foster, Harris | |
Passing the corners we' ve kissed in the rain | |
Passing these old rusted warning signs | |
What did they say? | |
I think they said " Run!" | |
Passing the roofs of excuses we' ve made | |
Passing these open windows | |
What made me turn away? | |
How did I fight the black days and the static nights? | |
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows | |
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano | |
And I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Passing our enemies | |
Passing our friends | |
Passing the means we used to tell the difference between | |
It' s subtle | |
I try to remember if I was ever lonely | |
If I was ever low | |
Hell, hell yes, I was low | |
How did I fight the black days and the static nights? | |
St. Rosa, she flies, she flies with the swallows | |
St. Rosa, I feel I could follow back to Capistrano | |
And I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Passing all the days I switched to Automode | |
Days for which I' ve nothing to show | |
Pausing all the days I' m afraid I' ll forget | |
The day' s only clear for a second | |
The day' s only clear for a second | |
Day' s only clear for a second | |
But I will hold you tight | |
Through the cold days and the frozen nights | |
Yeah, but it' s cold, cold, cold |