Song | Too High To Fly |
Artist | Dokken |
Album | Dysfunctional |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dokken, Lynch | |
(dokken, lynch) | |
We sold our sons and we sold our daughters | |
Pretty soon we'll sell our brothers | |
We took the gold, but the gold was water | |
I tried to save the world, but i failed her | |
She cries the tears that i never left her | |
I left them all behind | |
You were sitting in your darkest hour | |
Summer's gone | |
We tried to make the world so much better | |
We send our words in a pretty perfumed letter | |
You sit alone in your ivory towers | |
I'm just one person, i don't matter | |
You tap the needle, and you went to heaven | |
You left it all behind | |
Now you're feeling oh so better | |
Chorus | |
Too high to fly | |
You should've seen me there (yeah) | |
Too high to fly, my baby | |
But you were almost there | |
The sun shines down on my face | |
But you don't feel a thing (no, no, no) | |
The lines on the street, and the some rises | |
You looked too long for heaven, now you're blinded, baby | |
Another morning sun | |
Another day gone by | |
The storm's coming | |
With the pouring rain | |
Chorus 2 | |
The storm comes with the pouring rain (salvation) | |
The lines in the street, and the smoke rises | |
Wanderin' round for forty days, hope you find it | |
Chorus 3 |
zuo ci : Dokken, Lynch | |
dokken, lynch | |
We sold our sons and we sold our daughters | |
Pretty soon we' ll sell our brothers | |
We took the gold, but the gold was water | |
I tried to save the world, but i failed her | |
She cries the tears that i never left her | |
I left them all behind | |
You were sitting in your darkest hour | |
Summer' s gone | |
We tried to make the world so much better | |
We send our words in a pretty perfumed letter | |
You sit alone in your ivory towers | |
I' m just one person, i don' t matter | |
You tap the needle, and you went to heaven | |
You left it all behind | |
Now you' re feeling oh so better | |
Chorus | |
Too high to fly | |
You should' ve seen me there yeah | |
Too high to fly, my baby | |
But you were almost there | |
The sun shines down on my face | |
But you don' t feel a thing no, no, no | |
The lines on the street, and the some rises | |
You looked too long for heaven, now you' re blinded, baby | |
Another morning sun | |
Another day gone by | |
The storm' s coming | |
With the pouring rain | |
Chorus 2 | |
The storm comes with the pouring rain salvation | |
The lines in the street, and the smoke rises | |
Wanderin' round for forty days, hope you find it | |
Chorus 3 |
zuò cí : Dokken, Lynch | |
dokken, lynch | |
We sold our sons and we sold our daughters | |
Pretty soon we' ll sell our brothers | |
We took the gold, but the gold was water | |
I tried to save the world, but i failed her | |
She cries the tears that i never left her | |
I left them all behind | |
You were sitting in your darkest hour | |
Summer' s gone | |
We tried to make the world so much better | |
We send our words in a pretty perfumed letter | |
You sit alone in your ivory towers | |
I' m just one person, i don' t matter | |
You tap the needle, and you went to heaven | |
You left it all behind | |
Now you' re feeling oh so better | |
Chorus | |
Too high to fly | |
You should' ve seen me there yeah | |
Too high to fly, my baby | |
But you were almost there | |
The sun shines down on my face | |
But you don' t feel a thing no, no, no | |
The lines on the street, and the some rises | |
You looked too long for heaven, now you' re blinded, baby | |
Another morning sun | |
Another day gone by | |
The storm' s coming | |
With the pouring rain | |
Chorus 2 | |
The storm comes with the pouring rain salvation | |
The lines in the street, and the smoke rises | |
Wanderin' round for forty days, hope you find it | |
Chorus 3 |