Song | All She Knows |
Artist | Tiles |
Album | Window Dressing |
作曲 : Herin | |
All she knows | |
Is what she's told | |
Is fact and fantasy | |
Life in harmony | |
She stands alone | |
Shadow on the wall | |
Gently lit her silhouette | |
Reflecting tall | |
She spins to look | |
On my command | |
The shutter clicks she blinks | |
And laughs offhand | |
I slow the pace | |
And pause to stop and think | |
Here is a moment | |
Where good fortune winks | |
Eyes that sparkle | |
And eyes that shine | |
Hazel eyes smile | |
As they peer into mine | |
Canvas blank | |
The slate is clean | |
With nothing in between us | |
Simple and untarnished | |
She is all she seems | |
All she knows | |
Will turn to gold | |
Colors spill in waves | |
Off the path she paves | |
She dreams a place | |
Chapters in a book | |
Stories long with heroes strong | |
How blue the sky would look | |
Then she stops to see | |
Who's listening | |
Seeds of consciousness | |
Come creeping in | |
All I know | |
Here is a moment | |
Where good fortune winks | |
Eyes that sparkle | |
And eyes that shine | |
Hazel eyes smile | |
As they peer into mine | |
Canvas blank | |
The slate is clean | |
With nothing in between us | |
Simple and untarnished | |
She is all she seems | |
Someday when she feels the comfort fade | |
Holding on to this humble place | |
All she knows | |
In her hands she holds | |
With little evidence | |
Of fading innocence | |
Eyes that sparkle | |
And eyes that shine | |
Hazel eyes smile | |
As they peer into mine | |
Canvas blank | |
The slate is clean | |
With nothing in between us | |
Simple and untarnished | |
She is all she seems |
zuò qǔ : Herin | |
All she knows | |
Is what she' s told | |
Is fact and fantasy | |
Life in harmony | |
She stands alone | |
Shadow on the wall | |
Gently lit her silhouette | |
Reflecting tall | |
She spins to look | |
On my command | |
The shutter clicks she blinks | |
And laughs offhand | |
I slow the pace | |
And pause to stop and think | |
Here is a moment | |
Where good fortune winks | |
Eyes that sparkle | |
And eyes that shine | |
Hazel eyes smile | |
As they peer into mine | |
Canvas blank | |
The slate is clean | |
With nothing in between us | |
Simple and untarnished | |
She is all she seems | |
All she knows | |
Will turn to gold | |
Colors spill in waves | |
Off the path she paves | |
She dreams a place | |
Chapters in a book | |
Stories long with heroes strong | |
How blue the sky would look | |
Then she stops to see | |
Who' s listening | |
Seeds of consciousness | |
Come creeping in | |
All I know | |
Here is a moment | |
Where good fortune winks | |
Eyes that sparkle | |
And eyes that shine | |
Hazel eyes smile | |
As they peer into mine | |
Canvas blank | |
The slate is clean | |
With nothing in between us | |
Simple and untarnished | |
She is all she seems | |
Someday when she feels the comfort fade | |
Holding on to this humble place | |
All she knows | |
In her hands she holds | |
With little evidence | |
Of fading innocence | |
Eyes that sparkle | |
And eyes that shine | |
Hazel eyes smile | |
As they peer into mine | |
Canvas blank | |
The slate is clean | |
With nothing in between us | |
Simple and untarnished | |
She is all she seems |