| Song | Hand on the Trigger |
| Artist | Great White |
| Album | Let It Rock |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lardie, Russell | |
| (music: Lardie, Russell / lyrics: Russell) | |
| As the light calls back the shadows, she rises from her chair; puts away the past, and looks into the mirror. | |
| The faces she sees, so empty, hardly recognized, but the tears of a heart left broken, linger in her eyes. | |
| Gotta find a way, some way to ease the pain... | |
| With her hand on the trigger, hand on her heart, just one more shot for love, one last shot for love, one more shot for love. | |
| She dreams of times remembered, but those were better days, when the love they shared ran true and clear like the lines on an empty page. | |
| It's funny how it changes, she sees how love is blind, with the nights she spends now waiting, forever on her mind. | |
| Gotta find a way, some way to ease the pain; had herself enough, she's gonna have her day. | |
| Yes, she feels so helpless, like she's outside of herself; visions of a life denied, raging on and on inside. | |
| With a hand on her heart. |
| zuo ci : Lardie, Russell | |
| music: Lardie, Russell lyrics: Russell | |
| As the light calls back the shadows, she rises from her chair puts away the past, and looks into the mirror. | |
| The faces she sees, so empty, hardly recognized, but the tears of a heart left broken, linger in her eyes. | |
| Gotta find a way, some way to ease the pain... | |
| With her hand on the trigger, hand on her heart, just one more shot for love, one last shot for love, one more shot for love. | |
| She dreams of times remembered, but those were better days, when the love they shared ran true and clear like the lines on an empty page. | |
| It' s funny how it changes, she sees how love is blind, with the nights she spends now waiting, forever on her mind. | |
| Gotta find a way, some way to ease the pain had herself enough, she' s gonna have her day. | |
| Yes, she feels so helpless, like she' s outside of herself visions of a life denied, raging on and on inside. | |
| With a hand on her heart. |
| zuò cí : Lardie, Russell | |
| music: Lardie, Russell lyrics: Russell | |
| As the light calls back the shadows, she rises from her chair puts away the past, and looks into the mirror. | |
| The faces she sees, so empty, hardly recognized, but the tears of a heart left broken, linger in her eyes. | |
| Gotta find a way, some way to ease the pain... | |
| With her hand on the trigger, hand on her heart, just one more shot for love, one last shot for love, one more shot for love. | |
| She dreams of times remembered, but those were better days, when the love they shared ran true and clear like the lines on an empty page. | |
| It' s funny how it changes, she sees how love is blind, with the nights she spends now waiting, forever on her mind. | |
| Gotta find a way, some way to ease the pain had herself enough, she' s gonna have her day. | |
| Yes, she feels so helpless, like she' s outside of herself visions of a life denied, raging on and on inside. | |
| With a hand on her heart. |