作词 : Lind | |
Yes I've seen her often through the rain | |
Her voice is soft and frightened like a child in the night | |
Her mind is a kaleidoscope of spinning black and white | |
Her eyes can only focus on weakness | |
In the summer sounds around her she hears bleakness | |
Her laughter is a door that never opens | |
Yes I've seen her | |
But we've never spoken | |
All the times we've faced each other miles between our souls | |
I've wondered how she's learned to live her life and not have goals | |
It seemed that she was always in the shadows | |
The stranger who neither leads nor follows | |
Too high above it all to let her heart be broken | |
Yes I've seen her | |
But we've never spoken | |
Haunted by her values, disenchanted with herself | |
She's used to human ugliness and looks for nothing else | |
She lies inside your arms within the closeness of a kiss | |
Holding back the secret of what she really is | |
Hiding from you as her eyes are closing | |
Yes I've seen her | |
But we've never spoken |
zuo ci : Lind | |
Yes I' ve seen her often through the rain | |
Her voice is soft and frightened like a child in the night | |
Her mind is a kaleidoscope of spinning black and white | |
Her eyes can only focus on weakness | |
In the summer sounds around her she hears bleakness | |
Her laughter is a door that never opens | |
Yes I' ve seen her | |
But we' ve never spoken | |
All the times we' ve faced each other miles between our souls | |
I' ve wondered how she' s learned to live her life and not have goals | |
It seemed that she was always in the shadows | |
The stranger who neither leads nor follows | |
Too high above it all to let her heart be broken | |
Yes I' ve seen her | |
But we' ve never spoken | |
Haunted by her values, disenchanted with herself | |
She' s used to human ugliness and looks for nothing else | |
She lies inside your arms within the closeness of a kiss | |
Holding back the secret of what she really is | |
Hiding from you as her eyes are closing | |
Yes I' ve seen her | |
But we' ve never spoken |
zuò cí : Lind | |
Yes I' ve seen her often through the rain | |
Her voice is soft and frightened like a child in the night | |
Her mind is a kaleidoscope of spinning black and white | |
Her eyes can only focus on weakness | |
In the summer sounds around her she hears bleakness | |
Her laughter is a door that never opens | |
Yes I' ve seen her | |
But we' ve never spoken | |
All the times we' ve faced each other miles between our souls | |
I' ve wondered how she' s learned to live her life and not have goals | |
It seemed that she was always in the shadows | |
The stranger who neither leads nor follows | |
Too high above it all to let her heart be broken | |
Yes I' ve seen her | |
But we' ve never spoken | |
Haunted by her values, disenchanted with herself | |
She' s used to human ugliness and looks for nothing else | |
She lies inside your arms within the closeness of a kiss | |
Holding back the secret of what she really is | |
Hiding from you as her eyes are closing | |
Yes I' ve seen her | |
But we' ve never spoken |