作词 : Pram, Rosie | |
Where are you going? | |
Come back here I'm helpless without you | |
I wave my tiny limbs in useless gestures | |
I need you I am dependent | |
And when you leave me terror darkens | |
My mind like crows wings | |
I can't even form words to tell you | |
How I need you and how I resent | |
It that I need you so | |
I run towards light | |
Maybe the glow of people | |
Something warm and enticing | |
My heaven is other people | |
Sometimes I would like it if | |
Everyone did the same thing | |
I could get a grasp gain control over events | |
I would bite you but | |
What would hurt you once would hurt my twice | |
I have a dark force in my head | |
Could be used to smooth things over | |
But wood is full of splinters | |
And people are nevr doing quite what | |
You want them to |
zuo ci : Pram, Rosie | |
Where are you going? | |
Come back here I' m helpless without you | |
I wave my tiny limbs in useless gestures | |
I need you I am dependent | |
And when you leave me terror darkens | |
My mind like crows wings | |
I can' t even form words to tell you | |
How I need you and how I resent | |
It that I need you so | |
I run towards light | |
Maybe the glow of people | |
Something warm and enticing | |
My heaven is other people | |
Sometimes I would like it if | |
Everyone did the same thing | |
I could get a grasp gain control over events | |
I would bite you but | |
What would hurt you once would hurt my twice | |
I have a dark force in my head | |
Could be used to smooth things over | |
But wood is full of splinters | |
And people are nevr doing quite what | |
You want them to |
zuò cí : Pram, Rosie | |
Where are you going? | |
Come back here I' m helpless without you | |
I wave my tiny limbs in useless gestures | |
I need you I am dependent | |
And when you leave me terror darkens | |
My mind like crows wings | |
I can' t even form words to tell you | |
How I need you and how I resent | |
It that I need you so | |
I run towards light | |
Maybe the glow of people | |
Something warm and enticing | |
My heaven is other people | |
Sometimes I would like it if | |
Everyone did the same thing | |
I could get a grasp gain control over events | |
I would bite you but | |
What would hurt you once would hurt my twice | |
I have a dark force in my head | |
Could be used to smooth things over | |
But wood is full of splinters | |
And people are nevr doing quite what | |
You want them to |