歌曲 | Northern Cross |
歌手 | Cry Cry Cry |
专辑 | Cry Cry Cry |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Smith | |
I've gone running from the devil, at times I've beaten down his path | |
I've seen the fight of the dove and I've stumbled my way back | |
Miles and miles of interstate, nights not meant to last | |
I can take this road all the way to Tulsa, but I cannot stop my yearning for you | |
They say a simple life's the best, but you would never know | |
The way we complicate this world, lions' king, the lamb lies low | |
All I wanted was your love, the taste of your sweet kiss | |
The river may flow deep and wide but I cannot stop my longing for this | |
So meet me on Red Mountain, lace of laurel, bed of moss | |
Where the wind's forever howling beneath that Northern Cross | |
When that final deal goes down I'll gladly pay the cost | |
If my soul could be a station high upon that northern cross | |
Then I would have a bird's eye view, I'd watch you night and day | |
In casting off my mortal self, maybe all this yearning will go away | |
Oh meet me on Red Mountain, lace of laurel, bed of moss | |
Where the wind's forever howling beneath that Northern Cross | |
Old memories have faded, nearly all of them are lost | |
Except for your face shining beneath that Northern Cross. |
zuo qu : Smith | |
I' ve gone running from the devil, at times I' ve beaten down his path | |
I' ve seen the fight of the dove and I' ve stumbled my way back | |
Miles and miles of interstate, nights not meant to last | |
I can take this road all the way to Tulsa, but I cannot stop my yearning for you | |
They say a simple life' s the best, but you would never know | |
The way we complicate this world, lions' king, the lamb lies low | |
All I wanted was your love, the taste of your sweet kiss | |
The river may flow deep and wide but I cannot stop my longing for this | |
So meet me on Red Mountain, lace of laurel, bed of moss | |
Where the wind' s forever howling beneath that Northern Cross | |
When that final deal goes down I' ll gladly pay the cost | |
If my soul could be a station high upon that northern cross | |
Then I would have a bird' s eye view, I' d watch you night and day | |
In casting off my mortal self, maybe all this yearning will go away | |
Oh meet me on Red Mountain, lace of laurel, bed of moss | |
Where the wind' s forever howling beneath that Northern Cross | |
Old memories have faded, nearly all of them are lost | |
Except for your face shining beneath that Northern Cross. |
zuò qǔ : Smith | |
I' ve gone running from the devil, at times I' ve beaten down his path | |
I' ve seen the fight of the dove and I' ve stumbled my way back | |
Miles and miles of interstate, nights not meant to last | |
I can take this road all the way to Tulsa, but I cannot stop my yearning for you | |
They say a simple life' s the best, but you would never know | |
The way we complicate this world, lions' king, the lamb lies low | |
All I wanted was your love, the taste of your sweet kiss | |
The river may flow deep and wide but I cannot stop my longing for this | |
So meet me on Red Mountain, lace of laurel, bed of moss | |
Where the wind' s forever howling beneath that Northern Cross | |
When that final deal goes down I' ll gladly pay the cost | |
If my soul could be a station high upon that northern cross | |
Then I would have a bird' s eye view, I' d watch you night and day | |
In casting off my mortal self, maybe all this yearning will go away | |
Oh meet me on Red Mountain, lace of laurel, bed of moss | |
Where the wind' s forever howling beneath that Northern Cross | |
Old memories have faded, nearly all of them are lost | |
Except for your face shining beneath that Northern Cross. |