Song | The World Is Stone |
Artist | Cyndi Lauper |
Album | Time After Time: The Best Of |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Berger, Plamondon, Rice | |
stone the world is stone | |
it's no trick of the light | |
it's hard on the soul | |
stone the world is stone | |
cold to the touch | |
and hard on the soul | |
in the grey of the streets | |
in the neon unknown | |
i look for a sign | |
that im not on my own | |
that im not here alone | |
as the still of the night | |
and the choke of the air | |
and the winners delight | |
and the losers despair | |
closes in left and right | |
i would love not ot care | |
stone, the world is stone | |
from the far away look | |
without stars in my eyes | |
throught the halls of the rich | |
and the flats of the poor | |
wherever i go | |
theres no warmth anymore | |
theres no love anymore | |
so i turn on my heels | |
im declining the fall | |
ive had all i can take | |
with my back to the wall | |
tell the world im not in | |
im not taking the call | |
stone the world is stone | |
but i saw it once | |
with the stars in my eyes | |
when each colour rang out | |
in a thunderous chrome | |
its no trick of the light | |
i cant find my way home | |
in a world made of stone |
zuo ci : Berger, Plamondon, Rice | |
stone the world is stone | |
it' s no trick of the light | |
it' s hard on the soul | |
stone the world is stone | |
cold to the touch | |
and hard on the soul | |
in the grey of the streets | |
in the neon unknown | |
i look for a sign | |
that im not on my own | |
that im not here alone | |
as the still of the night | |
and the choke of the air | |
and the winners delight | |
and the losers despair | |
closes in left and right | |
i would love not ot care | |
stone, the world is stone | |
from the far away look | |
without stars in my eyes | |
throught the halls of the rich | |
and the flats of the poor | |
wherever i go | |
theres no warmth anymore | |
theres no love anymore | |
so i turn on my heels | |
im declining the fall | |
ive had all i can take | |
with my back to the wall | |
tell the world im not in | |
im not taking the call | |
stone the world is stone | |
but i saw it once | |
with the stars in my eyes | |
when each colour rang out | |
in a thunderous chrome | |
its no trick of the light | |
i cant find my way home | |
in a world made of stone |
zuò cí : Berger, Plamondon, Rice | |
stone the world is stone | |
it' s no trick of the light | |
it' s hard on the soul | |
stone the world is stone | |
cold to the touch | |
and hard on the soul | |
in the grey of the streets | |
in the neon unknown | |
i look for a sign | |
that im not on my own | |
that im not here alone | |
as the still of the night | |
and the choke of the air | |
and the winners delight | |
and the losers despair | |
closes in left and right | |
i would love not ot care | |
stone, the world is stone | |
from the far away look | |
without stars in my eyes | |
throught the halls of the rich | |
and the flats of the poor | |
wherever i go | |
theres no warmth anymore | |
theres no love anymore | |
so i turn on my heels | |
im declining the fall | |
ive had all i can take | |
with my back to the wall | |
tell the world im not in | |
im not taking the call | |
stone the world is stone | |
but i saw it once | |
with the stars in my eyes | |
when each colour rang out | |
in a thunderous chrome | |
its no trick of the light | |
i cant find my way home | |
in a world made of stone |