| 作曲 : Aloha, Cavallario, Gengler ... | |
| Yours is a blind love. | |
| Well I, too, have fought my eyes. | |
| I run into tables, staring at the floor until I can't stand anymore. But you're not a ghost with holes. | |
| And I'm not the type to pretend he knows what no one knows. | |
| Oh, I may never know. | |
| Yours is a broke love. | |
| Well, I too have fought my legs. | |
| But I learned to let go. Follow the blood flow until I can't stand anymore. | |
| See me welling in your eyes, a field of fireflies. | |
| Take me somewhere we are close by. | |
| See me hobble through your hallway. | |
| Squint to see me lead you somewhere we are us. Where alarm clocks chirp out dust, non-beliefs are hushed - and then there's us. There's just us. |
| zuo qu : Aloha, Cavallario, Gengler ... | |
| Yours is a blind love. | |
| Well I, too, have fought my eyes. | |
| I run into tables, staring at the floor until I can' t stand anymore. But you' re not a ghost with holes. | |
| And I' m not the type to pretend he knows what no one knows. | |
| Oh, I may never know. | |
| Yours is a broke love. | |
| Well, I too have fought my legs. | |
| But I learned to let go. Follow the blood flow until I can' t stand anymore. | |
| See me welling in your eyes, a field of fireflies. | |
| Take me somewhere we are close by. | |
| See me hobble through your hallway. | |
| Squint to see me lead you somewhere we are us. Where alarm clocks chirp out dust, nonbeliefs are hushed and then there' s us. There' s just us. |
| zuò qǔ : Aloha, Cavallario, Gengler ... | |
| Yours is a blind love. | |
| Well I, too, have fought my eyes. | |
| I run into tables, staring at the floor until I can' t stand anymore. But you' re not a ghost with holes. | |
| And I' m not the type to pretend he knows what no one knows. | |
| Oh, I may never know. | |
| Yours is a broke love. | |
| Well, I too have fought my legs. | |
| But I learned to let go. Follow the blood flow until I can' t stand anymore. | |
| See me welling in your eyes, a field of fireflies. | |
| Take me somewhere we are close by. | |
| See me hobble through your hallway. | |
| Squint to see me lead you somewhere we are us. Where alarm clocks chirp out dust, nonbeliefs are hushed and then there' s us. There' s just us. |
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