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. |