Song | All Man's Land |
Artist | Planet Funk |
Album | Planet Funk |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Baroni, Canu, Della Monica ... | |
Look where we are now | |
We can't see each other | |
we can't sense each other pain | |
or hold out hands to touch fingers hold | |
It's as if our seas have walls | |
and will they ever merge? | |
and spread their liquid limbs | |
spread their limbs around our different lands | |
spread themselves around me | |
I have a thought | |
I could unfold my pale hands | |
and then spill into the breeze | |
spread my smooth and shining skin to hold us in | |
hold us in | |
You should treasure me | |
I could embrace you all | |
I could smother you with pearls | |
I have enough tears to wash away the pain | |
and enough soil to build again | |
You have used and abused | |
You have used and abused | |
Call me call me | |
Call me Mother | |
Call me |
zuo qu : Baroni, Canu, Della Monica ... | |
Look where we are now | |
We can' t see each other | |
we can' t sense each other pain | |
or hold out hands to touch fingers hold | |
It' s as if our seas have walls | |
and will they ever merge? | |
and spread their liquid limbs | |
spread their limbs around our different lands | |
spread themselves around me | |
I have a thought | |
I could unfold my pale hands | |
and then spill into the breeze | |
spread my smooth and shining skin to hold us in | |
hold us in | |
You should treasure me | |
I could embrace you all | |
I could smother you with pearls | |
I have enough tears to wash away the pain | |
and enough soil to build again | |
You have used and abused | |
You have used and abused | |
Call me call me | |
Call me Mother | |
Call me |
zuò qǔ : Baroni, Canu, Della Monica ... | |
Look where we are now | |
We can' t see each other | |
we can' t sense each other pain | |
or hold out hands to touch fingers hold | |
It' s as if our seas have walls | |
and will they ever merge? | |
and spread their liquid limbs | |
spread their limbs around our different lands | |
spread themselves around me | |
I have a thought | |
I could unfold my pale hands | |
and then spill into the breeze | |
spread my smooth and shining skin to hold us in | |
hold us in | |
You should treasure me | |
I could embrace you all | |
I could smother you with pearls | |
I have enough tears to wash away the pain | |
and enough soil to build again | |
You have used and abused | |
You have used and abused | |
Call me call me | |
Call me Mother | |
Call me |