歌曲 | And Once Again |
歌手 | Geva Alon |
专辑 | Days of Hunger |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
And once again we are in jeopardy | |
Our crimes are aging just like you and me | |
For love is more than a dream | |
And I believe in walls of mystery | |
That block The Sun from everyone | |
When I’ll wake up you’ll be gone | |
And all that will be left is in my hands | |
To write a memory of love that’s dead | |
It echoes from a distance and fades away | |
And you and me we go in separate ways | |
Wish I could change all that has been done | |
The time when you were the one | |
This is today when I can’t see a thing | |
But what it is for the time being | |
And how it feels in my hands | |
But when it walks away I feel free | |
Freer than a bird above the open sea | |
Those words keep taking over our freedom years |
And once again we are in jeopardy | |
Our crimes are aging just like you and me | |
For love is more than a dream | |
And I believe in walls of mystery | |
That block The Sun from everyone | |
When I' ll wake up you' ll be gone | |
And all that will be left is in my hands | |
To write a memory of love that' s dead | |
It echoes from a distance and fades away | |
And you and me we go in separate ways | |
Wish I could change all that has been done | |
The time when you were the one | |
This is today when I can' t see a thing | |
But what it is for the time being | |
And how it feels in my hands | |
But when it walks away I feel free | |
Freer than a bird above the open sea | |
Those words keep taking over our freedom years |
And once again we are in jeopardy | |
Our crimes are aging just like you and me | |
For love is more than a dream | |
And I believe in walls of mystery | |
That block The Sun from everyone | |
When I' ll wake up you' ll be gone | |
And all that will be left is in my hands | |
To write a memory of love that' s dead | |
It echoes from a distance and fades away | |
And you and me we go in separate ways | |
Wish I could change all that has been done | |
The time when you were the one | |
This is today when I can' t see a thing | |
But what it is for the time being | |
And how it feels in my hands | |
But when it walks away I feel free | |
Freer than a bird above the open sea | |
Those words keep taking over our freedom years |