歌曲 | Like Leaves |
歌手 | Elegant Machinery |
专辑 | Yesterday Man |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Johansson, Malmgren | |
There´ve been times when I have doubt reality | |
whatever happened to our purity? | |
pictures of this world inside my head | |
all those broken tears that have been shed | |
Fear is spreading like a plague within us all | |
everybody´s waiting for the man to fall | |
but could this be another strange disease | |
conceived illusions? | |
On and on and on it goes | |
still we don´t know | |
where to go to | |
Scattered in my heart | |
words they fall apart | |
like feelings without trust | |
like leaves that turns to dust | |
To seek the everlasting remedy | |
seems to be the human tragedy | |
to forget the reasons that he told | |
instead of trying hard not to withhold | |
Trapped inside a world of broken glass | |
it´s getting harder every day to pass | |
soon we will be gone and he will say | |
"I tried to stop them" | |
On and on and on it goes | |
still we don´t know | |
where to go to | |
Scattered in my heart | |
words they fall apart | |
like feelings without trust | |
like leaves that turns to dust |
zuo qu : Johansson, Malmgren | |
There ve been times when I have doubt reality | |
whatever happened to our purity? | |
pictures of this world inside my head | |
all those broken tears that have been shed | |
Fear is spreading like a plague within us all | |
everybody s waiting for the man to fall | |
but could this be another strange disease | |
conceived illusions? | |
On and on and on it goes | |
still we don t know | |
where to go to | |
Scattered in my heart | |
words they fall apart | |
like feelings without trust | |
like leaves that turns to dust | |
To seek the everlasting remedy | |
seems to be the human tragedy | |
to forget the reasons that he told | |
instead of trying hard not to withhold | |
Trapped inside a world of broken glass | |
it s getting harder every day to pass | |
soon we will be gone and he will say | |
" I tried to stop them" | |
On and on and on it goes | |
still we don t know | |
where to go to | |
Scattered in my heart | |
words they fall apart | |
like feelings without trust | |
like leaves that turns to dust |
zuò qǔ : Johansson, Malmgren | |
There ve been times when I have doubt reality | |
whatever happened to our purity? | |
pictures of this world inside my head | |
all those broken tears that have been shed | |
Fear is spreading like a plague within us all | |
everybody s waiting for the man to fall | |
but could this be another strange disease | |
conceived illusions? | |
On and on and on it goes | |
still we don t know | |
where to go to | |
Scattered in my heart | |
words they fall apart | |
like feelings without trust | |
like leaves that turns to dust | |
To seek the everlasting remedy | |
seems to be the human tragedy | |
to forget the reasons that he told | |
instead of trying hard not to withhold | |
Trapped inside a world of broken glass | |
it s getting harder every day to pass | |
soon we will be gone and he will say | |
" I tried to stop them" | |
On and on and on it goes | |
still we don t know | |
where to go to | |
Scattered in my heart | |
words they fall apart | |
like feelings without trust | |
like leaves that turns to dust |