Song | Love Song of the Fly |
Artist | Mirah |
Album | Share This Place |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hanson, Zeitlyn | |
I take offer of your open window, oh | |
And permit myself the nearness of you | |
Even just the scent of what you've left behind | |
Drives me in circles of lust | |
Oh your crumbs and your dust | |
I enter each room and perform for you | |
Might you love me alone for my skill and grace | |
How we tease and chase | |
This song for you | |
I hum in your favorite key | |
Please render me adoringly | |
But sweet ribbons you vex me | |
When your treachery holds me fast | |
My adoration only led me straight into your trap | |
I beheld them a gift for me | |
Never dreamed they'd extinguish me | |
Though perfumed, my wings are torn | |
A fallen warrior | |
Oh why do you despise | |
Only criticize me | |
Your wrath collides | |
With the love that resides | |
In kaleidoscope eyes | |
You care not for my speed and bravery | |
You only think me base and dirty | |
But I love you still darling | |
You multiply in my eyes | |
I wished only to care for you | |
Make beautiful your castaways | |
You see all life is bound with this grace | |
I regenerate hope with every morsel on which I feed | |
And in return all I ask is compassion and tenderness | |
That's all any lover really needs | |
And now you know | |
I cherished you so | |
I'll perish though, become your dust |
zuo ci : Hanson, Zeitlyn | |
I take offer of your open window, oh | |
And permit myself the nearness of you | |
Even just the scent of what you' ve left behind | |
Drives me in circles of lust | |
Oh your crumbs and your dust | |
I enter each room and perform for you | |
Might you love me alone for my skill and grace | |
How we tease and chase | |
This song for you | |
I hum in your favorite key | |
Please render me adoringly | |
But sweet ribbons you vex me | |
When your treachery holds me fast | |
My adoration only led me straight into your trap | |
I beheld them a gift for me | |
Never dreamed they' d extinguish me | |
Though perfumed, my wings are torn | |
A fallen warrior | |
Oh why do you despise | |
Only criticize me | |
Your wrath collides | |
With the love that resides | |
In kaleidoscope eyes | |
You care not for my speed and bravery | |
You only think me base and dirty | |
But I love you still darling | |
You multiply in my eyes | |
I wished only to care for you | |
Make beautiful your castaways | |
You see all life is bound with this grace | |
I regenerate hope with every morsel on which I feed | |
And in return all I ask is compassion and tenderness | |
That' s all any lover really needs | |
And now you know | |
I cherished you so | |
I' ll perish though, become your dust |
zuò cí : Hanson, Zeitlyn | |
I take offer of your open window, oh | |
And permit myself the nearness of you | |
Even just the scent of what you' ve left behind | |
Drives me in circles of lust | |
Oh your crumbs and your dust | |
I enter each room and perform for you | |
Might you love me alone for my skill and grace | |
How we tease and chase | |
This song for you | |
I hum in your favorite key | |
Please render me adoringly | |
But sweet ribbons you vex me | |
When your treachery holds me fast | |
My adoration only led me straight into your trap | |
I beheld them a gift for me | |
Never dreamed they' d extinguish me | |
Though perfumed, my wings are torn | |
A fallen warrior | |
Oh why do you despise | |
Only criticize me | |
Your wrath collides | |
With the love that resides | |
In kaleidoscope eyes | |
You care not for my speed and bravery | |
You only think me base and dirty | |
But I love you still darling | |
You multiply in my eyes | |
I wished only to care for you | |
Make beautiful your castaways | |
You see all life is bound with this grace | |
I regenerate hope with every morsel on which I feed | |
And in return all I ask is compassion and tenderness | |
That' s all any lover really needs | |
And now you know | |
I cherished you so | |
I' ll perish though, become your dust |