歌曲 | Cold Eye |
歌手 | The Cave Singers |
专辑 | Invitation Songs |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fudesco, Lund, Quirk | |
In the cold eyes of criminals, I drank in the wild laughter | |
Isn't that my laughter that I'm laughing now? | |
And in the cold eyes a terrible storm reaches with wild thunder | |
Isn't that the thunder that I call my home? | |
But go tell the night, you tell the night we are through | |
And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And in the old dives of parallels, I stirred in the waitress’s wonder | |
Oh what’s the waitress wondering about? | |
And in the old dives of parallels, I stood on a stage of tables | |
Aren’t those the tables I’m diving from? | |
But go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued | |
And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued. |
zuo qu : Fudesco, Lund, Quirk | |
In the cold eyes of criminals, I drank in the wild laughter | |
Isn' t that my laughter that I' m laughing now? | |
And in the cold eyes a terrible storm reaches with wild thunder | |
Isn' t that the thunder that I call my home? | |
But go tell the night, you tell the night we are through | |
And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And in the old dives of parallels, I stirred in the waitress' s wonder | |
Oh what' s the waitress wondering about? | |
And in the old dives of parallels, I stood on a stage of tables | |
Aren' t those the tables I' m diving from? | |
But go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued | |
And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued. |
zuò qǔ : Fudesco, Lund, Quirk | |
In the cold eyes of criminals, I drank in the wild laughter | |
Isn' t that my laughter that I' m laughing now? | |
And in the cold eyes a terrible storm reaches with wild thunder | |
Isn' t that the thunder that I call my home? | |
But go tell the night, you tell the night we are through | |
And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And in the old dives of parallels, I stirred in the waitress' s wonder | |
Oh what' s the waitress wondering about? | |
And in the old dives of parallels, I stood on a stage of tables | |
Aren' t those the tables I' m diving from? | |
But go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued | |
And go tell the night, you tell the night when we are through | |
And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued. |