歌曲 | Silhouette |
歌手 | Lisa Lois |
专辑 | Knuffelrock 2013 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Holding on to pieces, of our summer, going by | |
On a wall of memories, at the edges of my mind | |
Whoa, they used to tell a story | |
But they’re just paper to me now | |
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words | |
But now they can’t be heard | |
[Chorus] | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can't remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you | |
Foot stamps on the pavement | |
I’m retracing every corner we turned to see | |
If we could have kept these moments from burning | |
To ashes and dust | |
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words | |
But now they can’t be heard | |
[Chorus] | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can't remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
[Guitar solo] | |
[Chorus] | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can't remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can't remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you. |
Holding on to pieces, of our summer, going by | |
On a wall of memories, at the edges of my mind | |
Whoa, they used to tell a story | |
But they' re just paper to me now | |
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words | |
But now they can' t be heard | |
Chorus | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you | |
Foot stamps on the pavement | |
I' m retracing every corner we turned to see | |
If we could have kept these moments from burning | |
To ashes and dust | |
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words | |
But now they can' t be heard | |
Chorus | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Guitar solo | |
Chorus | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you. |
Holding on to pieces, of our summer, going by | |
On a wall of memories, at the edges of my mind | |
Whoa, they used to tell a story | |
But they' re just paper to me now | |
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words | |
But now they can' t be heard | |
Chorus | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you | |
Foot stamps on the pavement | |
I' m retracing every corner we turned to see | |
If we could have kept these moments from burning | |
To ashes and dust | |
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words | |
But now they can' t be heard | |
Chorus | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, a silhouette of you | |
Guitar solo | |
Chorus | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon | |
Pictures they are fading, of our summer nights in june | |
Blurry are the memories, can' t remember what was true | |
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving | |
A silhouette of you. |