歌曲 | Ditches |
歌手 | Children 18:3 |
专辑 | Children 18:3 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hostetter | |
Come back to anywhere | |
Neither here or there | |
When I thought | |
I'd never find you | |
There's an awful strain | |
But I don't want to complain | |
It's really not that bad | |
But when everyone's asleep | |
I'll be down in the ditches | |
Fighting my own war | |
Back on the benches | |
To settle that old score | |
But I don't want to talk about myself anymore | |
I'm closing the door | |
I'm closing the door | |
With every piece and part | |
I played the end from the start | |
Even daylight won't be waiting | |
There can be no doubt | |
When the lights go out | |
So we'll settle this right now | |
Still, when everyone's asleep | |
I'll be down in the ditches | |
Fighting my own war | |
Back on the benches | |
To settle that old score | |
But I don't want to talk about myself anymore | |
I'm closing the door | |
I'm closing the door | |
Sail with me forever | |
Will you? | |
Stand across my door | |
Sail with me together | |
Would you? | |
I'm just tired | |
I'm so tired | |
Hands dance slowly over the ivory | |
Sinking, falling under the notes | |
No one needs to fight alone | |
I'm just tired | |
I'm just tired |
zuo qu : Hostetter | |
Come back to anywhere | |
Neither here or there | |
When I thought | |
I' d never find you | |
There' s an awful strain | |
But I don' t want to complain | |
It' s really not that bad | |
But when everyone' s asleep | |
I' ll be down in the ditches | |
Fighting my own war | |
Back on the benches | |
To settle that old score | |
But I don' t want to talk about myself anymore | |
I' m closing the door | |
I' m closing the door | |
With every piece and part | |
I played the end from the start | |
Even daylight won' t be waiting | |
There can be no doubt | |
When the lights go out | |
So we' ll settle this right now | |
Still, when everyone' s asleep | |
I' ll be down in the ditches | |
Fighting my own war | |
Back on the benches | |
To settle that old score | |
But I don' t want to talk about myself anymore | |
I' m closing the door | |
I' m closing the door | |
Sail with me forever | |
Will you? | |
Stand across my door | |
Sail with me together | |
Would you? | |
I' m just tired | |
I' m so tired | |
Hands dance slowly over the ivory | |
Sinking, falling under the notes | |
No one needs to fight alone | |
I' m just tired | |
I' m just tired |
zuò qǔ : Hostetter | |
Come back to anywhere | |
Neither here or there | |
When I thought | |
I' d never find you | |
There' s an awful strain | |
But I don' t want to complain | |
It' s really not that bad | |
But when everyone' s asleep | |
I' ll be down in the ditches | |
Fighting my own war | |
Back on the benches | |
To settle that old score | |
But I don' t want to talk about myself anymore | |
I' m closing the door | |
I' m closing the door | |
With every piece and part | |
I played the end from the start | |
Even daylight won' t be waiting | |
There can be no doubt | |
When the lights go out | |
So we' ll settle this right now | |
Still, when everyone' s asleep | |
I' ll be down in the ditches | |
Fighting my own war | |
Back on the benches | |
To settle that old score | |
But I don' t want to talk about myself anymore | |
I' m closing the door | |
I' m closing the door | |
Sail with me forever | |
Will you? | |
Stand across my door | |
Sail with me together | |
Would you? | |
I' m just tired | |
I' m so tired | |
Hands dance slowly over the ivory | |
Sinking, falling under the notes | |
No one needs to fight alone | |
I' m just tired | |
I' m just tired |