| Song | How Quickly We Become |
| Artist | Nichole Alden |
| Album | Under the Skin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Nichole Alden |
| [00:00.798] | How quickly we become |
| [00:08.633] | Our shadows dance they know the song |
| [00:19.506] | How frightened we become |
| [00:27.826] | A chill in the air where once was warm |
| [00:37.116] | A tired good-bye without the sun |
| [00:42.138] | From these dreams i awaken one by one |
| [00:55.979] | In days this will pass we will carry on |
| [01:04.511] | Lost nothing but hope to the splintering dawn |
| [01:14.084] | And we can pretend that nothing is gone |
| [01:19.355] | But the longing remains a voice in a song |
| [02:10.835] | How gentle hours they pass |
| [02:18.476] | I've knelt on the floor |
| [02:21.249] | I've stepped on the glass |
| [02:27.772] | More bleeding can't stop the furious wrath |
| [02:33.347] | Of a hand that holds love yet fingers |
| [02:40.633] | Can't grasp |
| [02:46.308] | More bleeding can't stop the furious wrath |
| [02:51.580] | Of a hand that holds love yet fingers |
| [02:59.186] | Can't grasp |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Nichole Alden |
| [00:00.798] | How quickly we become |
| [00:08.633] | Our shadows dance they know the song |
| [00:19.506] | How frightened we become |
| [00:27.826] | A chill in the air where once was warm |
| [00:37.116] | A tired goodbye without the sun |
| [00:42.138] | From these dreams i awaken one by one |
| [00:55.979] | In days this will pass we will carry on |
| [01:04.511] | Lost nothing but hope to the splintering dawn |
| [01:14.084] | And we can pretend that nothing is gone |
| [01:19.355] | But the longing remains a voice in a song |
| [02:10.835] | How gentle hours they pass |
| [02:18.476] | I' ve knelt on the floor |
| [02:21.249] | I' ve stepped on the glass |
| [02:27.772] | More bleeding can' t stop the furious wrath |
| [02:33.347] | Of a hand that holds love yet fingers |
| [02:40.633] | Can' t grasp |
| [02:46.308] | More bleeding can' t stop the furious wrath |
| [02:51.580] | Of a hand that holds love yet fingers |
| [02:59.186] | Can' t grasp |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Nichole Alden |
| [00:00.798] | How quickly we become |
| [00:08.633] | Our shadows dance they know the song |
| [00:19.506] | How frightened we become |
| [00:27.826] | A chill in the air where once was warm |
| [00:37.116] | A tired goodbye without the sun |
| [00:42.138] | From these dreams i awaken one by one |
| [00:55.979] | In days this will pass we will carry on |
| [01:04.511] | Lost nothing but hope to the splintering dawn |
| [01:14.084] | And we can pretend that nothing is gone |
| [01:19.355] | But the longing remains a voice in a song |
| [02:10.835] | How gentle hours they pass |
| [02:18.476] | I' ve knelt on the floor |
| [02:21.249] | I' ve stepped on the glass |
| [02:27.772] | More bleeding can' t stop the furious wrath |
| [02:33.347] | Of a hand that holds love yet fingers |
| [02:40.633] | Can' t grasp |
| [02:46.308] | More bleeding can' t stop the furious wrath |
| [02:51.580] | Of a hand that holds love yet fingers |
| [02:59.186] | Can' t grasp |