歌曲 | This Isn't What We Meant |
歌手 | Savatage |
专辑 | Dead Winter Dead |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Oliva, ONeill | |
We dared to ask for more | |
But that was long before | |
The nights began to burn | |
You would have thought we'd learned | |
You can't make promises | |
All based upon tomorrow | |
Happiness, security | |
Are words we only borrowed | |
For is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what god has sent? | |
Please understand this isn't what we meant | |
The future couldn't last | |
We nailed it to the past | |
With every word a trap | |
That no one can take back | |
From all the architects | |
Who find their towers leaning | |
And every prayer we pray at night | |
Has somehow lost its meaning | |
For is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what got has sent? | |
Please understand this isn't what we meant | |
A long time ago when the world was pretty | |
Standing right here in a different city | |
I'm not coming back anymore | |
Not coming back anymore | |
Is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what god has sent? | |
Please understand this isn't what we meant |
zuo ci : Oliva, ONeill | |
We dared to ask for more | |
But that was long before | |
The nights began to burn | |
You would have thought we' d learned | |
You can' t make promises | |
All based upon tomorrow | |
Happiness, security | |
Are words we only borrowed | |
For is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what god has sent? | |
Please understand this isn' t what we meant | |
The future couldn' t last | |
We nailed it to the past | |
With every word a trap | |
That no one can take back | |
From all the architects | |
Who find their towers leaning | |
And every prayer we pray at night | |
Has somehow lost its meaning | |
For is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what got has sent? | |
Please understand this isn' t what we meant | |
A long time ago when the world was pretty | |
Standing right here in a different city | |
I' m not coming back anymore | |
Not coming back anymore | |
Is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what god has sent? | |
Please understand this isn' t what we meant |
zuò cí : Oliva, ONeill | |
We dared to ask for more | |
But that was long before | |
The nights began to burn | |
You would have thought we' d learned | |
You can' t make promises | |
All based upon tomorrow | |
Happiness, security | |
Are words we only borrowed | |
For is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what god has sent? | |
Please understand this isn' t what we meant | |
The future couldn' t last | |
We nailed it to the past | |
With every word a trap | |
That no one can take back | |
From all the architects | |
Who find their towers leaning | |
And every prayer we pray at night | |
Has somehow lost its meaning | |
For is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what got has sent? | |
Please understand this isn' t what we meant | |
A long time ago when the world was pretty | |
Standing right here in a different city | |
I' m not coming back anymore | |
Not coming back anymore | |
Is this the answer to our prayers? | |
Is this what god has sent? | |
Please understand this isn' t what we meant |