| Song | Weight Is My Soul |
| Artist | Air Supply |
| Album | Air Supply |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Russell | |
| In the night when you're lonely | |
| and you can't find a word for how you feel | |
| There's a place that you know of | |
| where the lights are so low they're hardly real, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. | |
| I can see through the streetlights | |
| where the evening air is turning round | |
| All I hear is the hangin' of the moon | |
| and the stars on the sky, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul, | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. | |
| Have you thought of the times | |
| when your heart and your mind are free | |
| Have you thought of the times | |
| when your heart and your mind are free | |
| In the night when you're lonely | |
| and you can't find aword for how you feel, | |
| There's a place that you know of | |
| where the lights are so low they're hardly real, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul, | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. |
| zuo ci : Russell | |
| In the night when you' re lonely | |
| and you can' t find a word for how you feel | |
| There' s a place that you know of | |
| where the lights are so low they' re hardly real, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. | |
| I can see through the streetlights | |
| where the evening air is turning round | |
| All I hear is the hangin' of the moon | |
| and the stars on the sky, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul, | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. | |
| Have you thought of the times | |
| when your heart and your mind are free | |
| Have you thought of the times | |
| when your heart and your mind are free | |
| In the night when you' re lonely | |
| and you can' t find aword for how you feel, | |
| There' s a place that you know of | |
| where the lights are so low they' re hardly real, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul, | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. |
| zuò cí : Russell | |
| In the night when you' re lonely | |
| and you can' t find a word for how you feel | |
| There' s a place that you know of | |
| where the lights are so low they' re hardly real, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. | |
| I can see through the streetlights | |
| where the evening air is turning round | |
| All I hear is the hangin' of the moon | |
| and the stars on the sky, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul, | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. | |
| Have you thought of the times | |
| when your heart and your mind are free | |
| Have you thought of the times | |
| when your heart and your mind are free | |
| In the night when you' re lonely | |
| and you can' t find aword for how you feel, | |
| There' s a place that you know of | |
| where the lights are so low they' re hardly real, | |
| In a chair on the front verandah is a weight | |
| with a thought to set you free. | |
| The weight is my soul, | |
| The weight is my soul, come to me. |