Song | I Think About |
Artist | Toad the Wet Sprocket |
Album | Pale |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Toad the Wet Sprocket | |
Watching me | |
A bird upon a roof with coal-black feathers | |
Cocks his head | |
To catch my eye | |
Wandering and unfocused i cannot meet his stare | |
He takes to wing | |
Silhouette against the sun | |
Surrounded by the glare | |
Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
Strange to find the calendar my enemy | |
And scared that when i die so will the things | |
I think about | |
I believe in so many things | |
I know that none of them are true | |
And my feet | |
Firm upon a pathway i am far too blind to see | |
Leading me | |
Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
Scared to find the calendar my enemy | |
And when i die so will the thousand things | |
I think about | |
On and on and on... |
zuo ci : Toad the Wet Sprocket | |
Watching me | |
A bird upon a roof with coalblack feathers | |
Cocks his head | |
To catch my eye | |
Wandering and unfocused i cannot meet his stare | |
He takes to wing | |
Silhouette against the sun | |
Surrounded by the glare | |
Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
Strange to find the calendar my enemy | |
And scared that when i die so will the things | |
I think about | |
I believe in so many things | |
I know that none of them are true | |
And my feet | |
Firm upon a pathway i am far too blind to see | |
Leading me | |
Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
Scared to find the calendar my enemy | |
And when i die so will the thousand things | |
I think about | |
On and on and on... |
zuò cí : Toad the Wet Sprocket | |
Watching me | |
A bird upon a roof with coalblack feathers | |
Cocks his head | |
To catch my eye | |
Wandering and unfocused i cannot meet his stare | |
He takes to wing | |
Silhouette against the sun | |
Surrounded by the glare | |
Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
Strange to find the calendar my enemy | |
And scared that when i die so will the things | |
I think about | |
I believe in so many things | |
I know that none of them are true | |
And my feet | |
Firm upon a pathway i am far too blind to see | |
Leading me | |
Funny how the days go by invisibly | |
And faster than i realize the things i think about | |
Scared to find the calendar my enemy | |
And when i die so will the thousand things | |
I think about | |
On and on and on... |