歌曲 | The Collector |
歌手 | Sarah Nixey |
专辑 | The Collector |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
There was a boy who never smiled | |
Spent his time chasing butterflies | |
So carefully he put them in a case | |
No one saw his fine collection | |
Safe behind a wall of glass | |
For posterity he locked their beauty away | |
He believed they were better off that way | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
It’s become a quiet obsession | |
Destroying all the things you love | |
So patiently just waiting for the chance | |
To clip those wings | |
And stop this merry dance | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
There was a boy who never smiled | |
Spent his time chasing butterflies | |
So carefully he locked their beauty away | |
He believed they were better off that way | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
The boy who never smiled | |
Took beauty as his prisoner | |
Kept chasing butterflies | |
And now he’s the collector |
There was a boy who never smiled | |
Spent his time chasing butterflies | |
So carefully he put them in a case | |
No one saw his fine collection | |
Safe behind a wall of glass | |
For posterity he locked their beauty away | |
He believed they were better off that way | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
It' s become a quiet obsession | |
Destroying all the things you love | |
So patiently just waiting for the chance | |
To clip those wings | |
And stop this merry dance | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
There was a boy who never smiled | |
Spent his time chasing butterflies | |
So carefully he locked their beauty away | |
He believed they were better off that way | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
The boy who never smiled | |
Took beauty as his prisoner | |
Kept chasing butterflies | |
And now he' s the collector |
There was a boy who never smiled | |
Spent his time chasing butterflies | |
So carefully he put them in a case | |
No one saw his fine collection | |
Safe behind a wall of glass | |
For posterity he locked their beauty away | |
He believed they were better off that way | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
It' s become a quiet obsession | |
Destroying all the things you love | |
So patiently just waiting for the chance | |
To clip those wings | |
And stop this merry dance | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
There was a boy who never smiled | |
Spent his time chasing butterflies | |
So carefully he locked their beauty away | |
He believed they were better off that way | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
You cast your net and pull me in | |
You always win this game | |
The boy who never smiled | |
Took beauty as his prisoner | |
Kept chasing butterflies | |
And now he' s the collector |