Roads

Song Roads
Artist Darkseed
Album Gothic Spirits 12

Lyrics

The voice of loss is sighing through the rain
And as I turn around
Nothing is to be found
For hours now upon this endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?
Alone
A soaring hope is reeling in my head
I can’t remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find I’m standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound
--多小乐、

Pinyin

The voice of loss is sighing through the rain
And as I turn around
Nothing is to be found
For hours now upon this endless road
Is it taking me
Where I long to be?
Alone
A soaring hope is reeling in my head
I can' t remember this
But it must be what I miss
Suddenly I find I' m standing still
Staring at the ground
Waiting for your sound
duō xiǎo lè