| Song | After The Flame |
| Artist | ATB |
| Album | No Silence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Harrison, Tanneberger | |
| How many days since we've spoken | |
| How many times have you tried | |
| To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
| Don't tell me everything's over | |
| Don't take the sun from my eye | |
| It's much too late to be alone | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| I will scream out, Should I live | |
| 'Til there is no room to die | |
| When the colors fade, on the world we've made | |
| I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
| Too late, too long to mention | |
| Too wide to keep it inside | |
| This renovation of my wounded soul | |
| You are the wind of adventure | |
| You are the sun in my eye | |
| You are the one who keeps me whole | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| I will scream out, Should I live | |
| 'Til there is no room to die | |
| When the colors fade, on the world we've made | |
| I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| (When our love grows old) | |
| How many days since we've spoken | |
| How many times have you tried | |
| (And the fire gets cold) | |
| To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
| (When our love grows old) | |
| Don't tell me everything's over | |
| Don't take the sun from my eye | |
| (And the fire gets cold) | |
| It's much too late to be alone |
| zuo ci : Harrison, Tanneberger | |
| How many days since we' ve spoken | |
| How many times have you tried | |
| To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
| Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
| Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
| It' s much too late to be alone | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| I will scream out, Should I live | |
| ' Til there is no room to die | |
| When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
| I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
| Too late, too long to mention | |
| Too wide to keep it inside | |
| This renovation of my wounded soul | |
| You are the wind of adventure | |
| You are the sun in my eye | |
| You are the one who keeps me whole | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| I will scream out, Should I live | |
| ' Til there is no room to die | |
| When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
| I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| When our love grows old | |
| How many days since we' ve spoken | |
| How many times have you tried | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
| When our love grows old | |
| Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
| Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| It' s much too late to be alone |
| zuò cí : Harrison, Tanneberger | |
| How many days since we' ve spoken | |
| How many times have you tried | |
| To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
| Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
| Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
| It' s much too late to be alone | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| I will scream out, Should I live | |
| ' Til there is no room to die | |
| When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
| I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
| Too late, too long to mention | |
| Too wide to keep it inside | |
| This renovation of my wounded soul | |
| You are the wind of adventure | |
| You are the sun in my eye | |
| You are the one who keeps me whole | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| I will scream out, Should I live | |
| ' Til there is no room to die | |
| When the colors fade, on the world we' ve made | |
| I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| When our love grows old | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| When our love grows old | |
| How many days since we' ve spoken | |
| How many times have you tried | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| To mend the pieces of my broken heart | |
| When our love grows old | |
| Don' t tell me everything' s over | |
| Don' t take the sun from my eye | |
| And the fire gets cold | |
| It' s much too late to be alone |