歌曲 | That's My Life In Your Hands |
歌手 | Steve Harley |
专辑 | More Than Somewhat - The Very Best Of |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Harley, Nicholson | |
With the sky caving in and the world falling out | |
Hope seems a stranger, shackled in doubt | |
I feel I'm entitled - in no way obliged- | |
To save you from drowning | |
In the sea in my eyes | |
That's my life in your hands | |
So that's no way to talk | |
That's my life in your hands | |
Built on solid rock, not grains of sand | |
Step into the light with your violins | |
I'll keep reaching out, 'till one of us wins | |
We're almost in danger - admit it, it's plain- | |
Of sleeping in sorrow, woking in pain | |
Chorus | |
When all hope has gone and you've no sense of | |
Loss | |
Flooding your heart - no way across | |
I fell i'm entitled - in no way obliged | |
To save you from drowning | |
In the sea in my eyes | |
Chorus |
zuo ci : Harley, Nicholson | |
With the sky caving in and the world falling out | |
Hope seems a stranger, shackled in doubt | |
I feel I' m entitled in no way obliged | |
To save you from drowning | |
In the sea in my eyes | |
That' s my life in your hands | |
So that' s no way to talk | |
That' s my life in your hands | |
Built on solid rock, not grains of sand | |
Step into the light with your violins | |
I' ll keep reaching out, ' till one of us wins | |
We' re almost in danger admit it, it' s plain | |
Of sleeping in sorrow, woking in pain | |
Chorus | |
When all hope has gone and you' ve no sense of | |
Loss | |
Flooding your heart no way across | |
I fell i' m entitled in no way obliged | |
To save you from drowning | |
In the sea in my eyes | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Harley, Nicholson | |
With the sky caving in and the world falling out | |
Hope seems a stranger, shackled in doubt | |
I feel I' m entitled in no way obliged | |
To save you from drowning | |
In the sea in my eyes | |
That' s my life in your hands | |
So that' s no way to talk | |
That' s my life in your hands | |
Built on solid rock, not grains of sand | |
Step into the light with your violins | |
I' ll keep reaching out, ' till one of us wins | |
We' re almost in danger admit it, it' s plain | |
Of sleeping in sorrow, woking in pain | |
Chorus | |
When all hope has gone and you' ve no sense of | |
Loss | |
Flooding your heart no way across | |
I fell i' m entitled in no way obliged | |
To save you from drowning | |
In the sea in my eyes | |
Chorus |