歌曲 | I've Said Too Much |
歌手 | Howard Jones |
专辑 | Revolution of the Heart |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bronnimann, Jones | |
Put that finger back to my lips, | |
Will I taste of sugar or of cold wet stone | |
Hope the shell will break on a paper dinner plate | |
Ooh not a headstone | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I've said too much, I've opened up | |
I've spilled my guts, | |
I can't go back, no I won't go back, no I shouldn't ever go back to you. | |
Push your finger into my ribs | |
Am I made of honey am I made of bone | |
Scrape your nails over my skin | |
To find how many layers I'm wrapped in | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I've said too much, I've opened up | |
I've spilled my guts, | |
I can't go back, no I won't go back, no I shouldn't ever go back to you. | |
shouldn't ever go back to you | |
shouldn't ever go back | |
shouldn't ever go back to you | |
Here's the person, you used to know | |
A strange new alchemy, produces the gold | |
A local warming of a frozen ghost | |
A homeless entity returned to the host. | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I've said too much, I've opened up | |
I've spilled my guts, | |
No I can't go back, no I won't go back, no I shouldn't ever go back to you | |
I've said too much, I've opened up | |
I've spilled my guts, | |
I can't go back, no I won't go back, no I shouldn't ever go back to you | |
shouldn't ever go back to you | |
shouldn't ever go back | |
shouldn't ever go back |
zuo ci : Bronnimann, Jones | |
Put that finger back to my lips, | |
Will I taste of sugar or of cold wet stone | |
Hope the shell will break on a paper dinner plate | |
Ooh not a headstone | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you. | |
Push your finger into my ribs | |
Am I made of honey am I made of bone | |
Scrape your nails over my skin | |
To find how many layers I' m wrapped in | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you. | |
shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
shouldn' t ever go back | |
shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
Here' s the person, you used to know | |
A strange new alchemy, produces the gold | |
A local warming of a frozen ghost | |
A homeless entity returned to the host. | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
No I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
shouldn' t ever go back | |
shouldn' t ever go back |
zuò cí : Bronnimann, Jones | |
Put that finger back to my lips, | |
Will I taste of sugar or of cold wet stone | |
Hope the shell will break on a paper dinner plate | |
Ooh not a headstone | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you. | |
Push your finger into my ribs | |
Am I made of honey am I made of bone | |
Scrape your nails over my skin | |
To find how many layers I' m wrapped in | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you. | |
shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
shouldn' t ever go back | |
shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
Here' s the person, you used to know | |
A strange new alchemy, produces the gold | |
A local warming of a frozen ghost | |
A homeless entity returned to the host. | |
How long does it take to change the man | |
How much sun to melt a frozen life | |
How long will it take for the mask to slip | |
And find a way to mend this broken heart | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
No I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
I' ve said too much, I' ve opened up | |
I' ve spilled my guts, | |
I can' t go back, no I won' t go back, no I shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
shouldn' t ever go back to you | |
shouldn' t ever go back | |
shouldn' t ever go back |