Song | Calling Me Home |
Artist | Kate Price |
Album | Time Between |
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作曲 : Price | |
In the shadow of the night I hear you calling out my name | |
Never heard your voice before, yet it sounds the same | |
As I had imagined it on a thousand nights before | |
Never thought you'd come for me, lost forevermore | |
But I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can feel the pounding of his heart within my breast | |
Ever beating, ever drumming, it never seems to rest | |
It drives me on, leads me where my other senses fail | |
Leads me down this road to you, lit with moonlight pale | |
And I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
As I approach the clearing, I recognize this place | |
And you with the heavens, shining in your face | |
A spirit strong and gentle, I ache to hold you in my arms | |
I feel as I have fallen under some forgotten charm | |
And I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
Vapor in the midnight air, a vision there you stand | |
A broadsword and an eagle feather in your hands | |
I know not of me body quakes with passion or with fear | |
But as I reach my arms to you, you disappear | |
But I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
Awake I sit bolt upright, I'm safe within my bed | |
The power of your calling still echoes in my head | |
Who or what you are, I guess I'll never really know | |
But every time you come for me, I'll go | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home |
zuo qu : Price | |
In the shadow of the night I hear you calling out my name | |
Never heard your voice before, yet it sounds the same | |
As I had imagined it on a thousand nights before | |
Never thought you' d come for me, lost forevermore | |
But I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can feel the pounding of his heart within my breast | |
Ever beating, ever drumming, it never seems to rest | |
It drives me on, leads me where my other senses fail | |
Leads me down this road to you, lit with moonlight pale | |
And I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
As I approach the clearing, I recognize this place | |
And you with the heavens, shining in your face | |
A spirit strong and gentle, I ache to hold you in my arms | |
I feel as I have fallen under some forgotten charm | |
And I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
Vapor in the midnight air, a vision there you stand | |
A broadsword and an eagle feather in your hands | |
I know not of me body quakes with passion or with fear | |
But as I reach my arms to you, you disappear | |
But I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
Awake I sit bolt upright, I' m safe within my bed | |
The power of your calling still echoes in my head | |
Who or what you are, I guess I' ll never really know | |
But every time you come for me, I' ll go | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home |
zuò qǔ : Price | |
In the shadow of the night I hear you calling out my name | |
Never heard your voice before, yet it sounds the same | |
As I had imagined it on a thousand nights before | |
Never thought you' d come for me, lost forevermore | |
But I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can feel the pounding of his heart within my breast | |
Ever beating, ever drumming, it never seems to rest | |
It drives me on, leads me where my other senses fail | |
Leads me down this road to you, lit with moonlight pale | |
And I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
As I approach the clearing, I recognize this place | |
And you with the heavens, shining in your face | |
A spirit strong and gentle, I ache to hold you in my arms | |
I feel as I have fallen under some forgotten charm | |
And I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
Vapor in the midnight air, a vision there you stand | |
A broadsword and an eagle feather in your hands | |
I know not of me body quakes with passion or with fear | |
But as I reach my arms to you, you disappear | |
But I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home | |
Awake I sit bolt upright, I' m safe within my bed | |
The power of your calling still echoes in my head | |
Who or what you are, I guess I' ll never really know | |
But every time you come for me, I' ll go | |
I can hear you calling, calling me home |