作曲 : Mitchell, Nolan, Pointer | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes again | |
From the truth comes light | |
We're vulnerable, as we shelter from the rain | |
This is a place where all I touch | |
May not be as it seems | |
When I close my eyes I pray that you | |
May shield me from this pain | |
Hidden from my sight | |
So dangerous, as we shelter from the rain | |
This is a place where all I touch | |
May not be as it seems | |
And still we go on waiting for Friday's Dream | |
It's a world that's far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
'free me from these chains' | |
It's a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes again | |
Weakened by our doubts | |
We cling to this as we shelter from the rain | |
It's a world that's far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
'free me from these chains' | |
It's a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
It's a world that's far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
'free me from these chains' | |
It's a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Burns the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
When I close my eyes I pray we'll find | |
A shelter from the rain | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes | |
Till morning comes and I wake up |
zuo qu : Mitchell, Nolan, Pointer | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes again | |
From the truth comes light | |
We' re vulnerable, as we shelter from the rain | |
This is a place where all I touch | |
May not be as it seems | |
When I close my eyes I pray that you | |
May shield me from this pain | |
Hidden from my sight | |
So dangerous, as we shelter from the rain | |
This is a place where all I touch | |
May not be as it seems | |
And still we go on waiting for Friday' s Dream | |
It' s a world that' s far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
' free me from these chains' | |
It' s a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes again | |
Weakened by our doubts | |
We cling to this as we shelter from the rain | |
It' s a world that' s far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
' free me from these chains' | |
It' s a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
It' s a world that' s far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
' free me from these chains' | |
It' s a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Burns the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
When I close my eyes I pray we' ll find | |
A shelter from the rain | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes | |
Till morning comes and I wake up |
zuò qǔ : Mitchell, Nolan, Pointer | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes again | |
From the truth comes light | |
We' re vulnerable, as we shelter from the rain | |
This is a place where all I touch | |
May not be as it seems | |
When I close my eyes I pray that you | |
May shield me from this pain | |
Hidden from my sight | |
So dangerous, as we shelter from the rain | |
This is a place where all I touch | |
May not be as it seems | |
And still we go on waiting for Friday' s Dream | |
It' s a world that' s far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
' free me from these chains' | |
It' s a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes again | |
Weakened by our doubts | |
We cling to this as we shelter from the rain | |
It' s a world that' s far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
' free me from these chains' | |
It' s a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
It' s a world that' s far away | |
From the sound of people calling | |
' free me from these chains' | |
It' s a moment of escape | |
As the blood of fallen angels scars the earth | |
Burns the earth | |
Tearing at the innocent once more | |
When I close my eyes I pray we' ll find | |
A shelter from the rain | |
What I dream tonight may rest with me | |
Till morning comes | |
Till morning comes and I wake up |