Song | Wounded Sky |
Artist | Charlotte Hatherley |
Album | The Deep Blue |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hatherley | |
Broken lullaby | |
Released into the sky | |
Finding a way to navigate | |
In a fog of love and hate | |
Divine symmetry | |
Keeps her close to me | |
Carving a way into every space | |
Woven in a serenade | |
Sometimes all I want to say is | |
I don't mind, mother | |
When I let you through | |
You take me to the arms of Santa Maria | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky | |
Keep your voices down | |
She turns at the slightest sound | |
Flying in on a wing and a prayer | |
Fighting battles everywhere | |
Storm is about to break | |
So I'll head out again | |
I made it my mission to keep you here | |
Who says I have to hold you near? | |
Sometimes all I want to say is | |
I don't mind, mother | |
When you make it through | |
You take me to the arms of Santa Maria | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky |
zuo qu : Hatherley | |
Broken lullaby | |
Released into the sky | |
Finding a way to navigate | |
In a fog of love and hate | |
Divine symmetry | |
Keeps her close to me | |
Carving a way into every space | |
Woven in a serenade | |
Sometimes all I want to say is | |
I don' t mind, mother | |
When I let you through | |
You take me to the arms of Santa Maria | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky | |
Keep your voices down | |
She turns at the slightest sound | |
Flying in on a wing and a prayer | |
Fighting battles everywhere | |
Storm is about to break | |
So I' ll head out again | |
I made it my mission to keep you here | |
Who says I have to hold you near? | |
Sometimes all I want to say is | |
I don' t mind, mother | |
When you make it through | |
You take me to the arms of Santa Maria | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky |
zuò qǔ : Hatherley | |
Broken lullaby | |
Released into the sky | |
Finding a way to navigate | |
In a fog of love and hate | |
Divine symmetry | |
Keeps her close to me | |
Carving a way into every space | |
Woven in a serenade | |
Sometimes all I want to say is | |
I don' t mind, mother | |
When I let you through | |
You take me to the arms of Santa Maria | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky | |
Keep your voices down | |
She turns at the slightest sound | |
Flying in on a wing and a prayer | |
Fighting battles everywhere | |
Storm is about to break | |
So I' ll head out again | |
I made it my mission to keep you here | |
Who says I have to hold you near? | |
Sometimes all I want to say is | |
I don' t mind, mother | |
When you make it through | |
You take me to the arms of Santa Maria | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky | |
You took a ride in a | |
You took a ride in a wounded sky | |
You took a ride and you blessed my soul | |
In a wounded sky |