歌曲 | The Past Keeps Getting In The Way |
歌手 | Zoe & Cloyd |
专辑 | I Am Your Neighbor |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mark Bumgarner/John Cloyd Miller | |
I see a picture of tomorrow | |
One that’s not colored in blue | |
Free from the weary expectations | |
Not caught up in a daydream of you | |
Stare through the window as I wonder | |
Just how I would wish that it would be | |
Thought I felt a change of seasons coming | |
But I don’t know if I ever will believe | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
Memories of home, a house divided | |
All that’s left is writing on the wall | |
I walk the streets alone in stiff defiance | |
But I hardly notice anyone at all | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
Isn’t hard to recognize | |
And it comes as no surprise | |
Like a ship I’m lost out on the sea | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
The past keeps getting in the way |
zuo ci : Mark Bumgarner John Cloyd Miller | |
I see a picture of tomorrow | |
One that' s not colored in blue | |
Free from the weary expectations | |
Not caught up in a daydream of you | |
Stare through the window as I wonder | |
Just how I would wish that it would be | |
Thought I felt a change of seasons coming | |
But I don' t know if I ever will believe | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
Memories of home, a house divided | |
All that' s left is writing on the wall | |
I walk the streets alone in stiff defiance | |
But I hardly notice anyone at all | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
Isn' t hard to recognize | |
And it comes as no surprise | |
Like a ship I' m lost out on the sea | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
The past keeps getting in the way |
zuò cí : Mark Bumgarner John Cloyd Miller | |
I see a picture of tomorrow | |
One that' s not colored in blue | |
Free from the weary expectations | |
Not caught up in a daydream of you | |
Stare through the window as I wonder | |
Just how I would wish that it would be | |
Thought I felt a change of seasons coming | |
But I don' t know if I ever will believe | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
Memories of home, a house divided | |
All that' s left is writing on the wall | |
I walk the streets alone in stiff defiance | |
But I hardly notice anyone at all | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
Isn' t hard to recognize | |
And it comes as no surprise | |
Like a ship I' m lost out on the sea | |
Any port in a storm | |
Still I see daylight through the gray | |
But the past keeps getting in the way | |
The past keeps getting in the way |