歌曲 | Lambs |
歌手 | Kyla La Grange |
专辑 | Heavy Stone/Lambs |
We woke up raw from two hours' sleep | |
We blinked like owls & stretched our feet | |
The face on the wall says, "oh, you've changed — | |
You're a million miles from your desperate days" | |
We kissed so warm that my skin, it smiled | |
I watched your face through my half-closed eyes | |
The day was new but the story old | |
And we already know how the end unfolds | |
That's why | |
We are keeping our heads clear | |
That is why | |
We are holding ourselves here | |
And I'm sorry that I've curled into a ball you can't unroll | |
That I buried my head behind a red brick wall | |
But led like a lamb you'd have died in my hands | |
That's why I know you'll understand | |
I saw myself in the way you paused | |
The way that we laugh when we are not sure | |
We've pressed our lips to another's cheek | |
But it makes no difference & it brings no tears | |
And I often think that we are not made | |
To be neatly positioned in each other's way | |
And I won't join those who do not wait | |
For they commit their love to an early grave | |
That's why | |
There's no weeping in my ears | |
That is why | |
We will taste the coming years |
We woke up raw from two hours' sleep | |
We blinked like owls stretched our feet | |
The face on the wall says, " oh, you' ve changed | |
You' re a million miles from your desperate days" | |
We kissed so warm that my skin, it smiled | |
I watched your face through my halfclosed eyes | |
The day was new but the story old | |
And we already know how the end unfolds | |
That' s why | |
We are keeping our heads clear | |
That is why | |
We are holding ourselves here | |
And I' m sorry that I' ve curled into a ball you can' t unroll | |
That I buried my head behind a red brick wall | |
But led like a lamb you' d have died in my hands | |
That' s why I know you' ll understand | |
I saw myself in the way you paused | |
The way that we laugh when we are not sure | |
We' ve pressed our lips to another' s cheek | |
But it makes no difference it brings no tears | |
And I often think that we are not made | |
To be neatly positioned in each other' s way | |
And I won' t join those who do not wait | |
For they commit their love to an early grave | |
That' s why | |
There' s no weeping in my ears | |
That is why | |
We will taste the coming years |