| 歌曲 | To Catch A Flame |
| 歌手 | Oceans Ate Alaska |
| 专辑 | Into The Deep |
| There's light at the end of this tunnel. | |
| Where I hope you’ll be waiting. | |
| It’s growing ever brighter, | |
| I’ll never stop chasing you down! | |
| I can taste the smoke in the air, | |
| But you always slip right through my fingers. | |
| Learning to look but never to touch. | |
| I guess it’s just bad luck. | |
| Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play. | |
| All your left with is burnt fingers; | |
| Black cinders in the palm of your hands. | |
| You’ll always be the place I call home. | |
| Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I’m not alone. | |
| The thought of you keeps me warm! | |
| In the coldest of weather. | |
| You always leave me in the dark. | |
| If I can feel the spark, then why can’t you? | |
| Tempting men to fuel the fire. | |
| Boiling their blood, like you knew you would. | |
| You always leave me in the dark. | |
| If I can feel the spark, then why can’t you? | |
| Tempting men to fuel the fire. | |
| Boiling their blood, like you knew you would. | |
| Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play! | |
| All your left with is burnt fingers; | |
| Black cinders in the palm of your hands! |
| There' s light at the end of this tunnel. | |
| Where I hope you' ll be waiting. | |
| It' s growing ever brighter, | |
| I' ll never stop chasing you down! | |
| I can taste the smoke in the air, | |
| But you always slip right through my fingers. | |
| Learning to look but never to touch. | |
| I guess it' s just bad luck. | |
| Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play. | |
| All your left with is burnt fingers | |
| Black cinders in the palm of your hands. | |
| You' ll always be the place I call home. | |
| Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I' m not alone. | |
| The thought of you keeps me warm! | |
| In the coldest of weather. | |
| You always leave me in the dark. | |
| If I can feel the spark, then why can' t you? | |
| Tempting men to fuel the fire. | |
| Boiling their blood, like you knew you would. | |
| You always leave me in the dark. | |
| If I can feel the spark, then why can' t you? | |
| Tempting men to fuel the fire. | |
| Boiling their blood, like you knew you would. | |
| Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play! | |
| All your left with is burnt fingers | |
| Black cinders in the palm of your hands! |