歌曲 | Which Dream Came True |
歌手 | Band of Susans |
专辑 | Love Agenda |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Poss | |
It's another prayer to the patron saint of lost causes | |
Haitmail written but never sent | |
She had a voice like a paper cut | |
But no one else will do | |
She had a mind that could suck out the poison | |
It's a gift I never learned how to use | |
So I drink in the stale air around me | |
The same old story they're always telling me | |
Your dream came true | |
From a thousand million miles away at the edge of space | |
The voice that makes me sick whispers in my ear again | |
I strain to hear but my hearing's blurred | |
A pounding in my heart | |
A ringing in my head | |
And I wake up alone | |
I look around the room | |
And somehow I've known all along | |
Which dream came true |
zuo ci : Poss | |
It' s another prayer to the patron saint of lost causes | |
Haitmail written but never sent | |
She had a voice like a paper cut | |
But no one else will do | |
She had a mind that could suck out the poison | |
It' s a gift I never learned how to use | |
So I drink in the stale air around me | |
The same old story they' re always telling me | |
Your dream came true | |
From a thousand million miles away at the edge of space | |
The voice that makes me sick whispers in my ear again | |
I strain to hear but my hearing' s blurred | |
A pounding in my heart | |
A ringing in my head | |
And I wake up alone | |
I look around the room | |
And somehow I' ve known all along | |
Which dream came true |
zuò cí : Poss | |
It' s another prayer to the patron saint of lost causes | |
Haitmail written but never sent | |
She had a voice like a paper cut | |
But no one else will do | |
She had a mind that could suck out the poison | |
It' s a gift I never learned how to use | |
So I drink in the stale air around me | |
The same old story they' re always telling me | |
Your dream came true | |
From a thousand million miles away at the edge of space | |
The voice that makes me sick whispers in my ear again | |
I strain to hear but my hearing' s blurred | |
A pounding in my heart | |
A ringing in my head | |
And I wake up alone | |
I look around the room | |
And somehow I' ve known all along | |
Which dream came true |