Song | Artificial Fire - normal |
Artist | Eleni Mandell |
Album | Artificial Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mandell | |
Found the treasure at last | |
We have to count backwards | |
You start at the end' | |
Til we find what we're after | |
There are two kinds of men | |
He could never be true | |
But am I just like him? | |
Am I unfaithful too? | |
I was drawing a map | |
But I couldn't have known | |
Take a right, take a left | |
You'll know when you get there | |
The puzzle will fit | |
Late one night | |
MontrealWith his clothes on the floor | |
And his artificial fire | |
Is there anybody counting | |
This mathematical equation? | |
Could there be another answer? | |
Could I change his mind | |
Or could he change mine? | |
Why can't there be one? | |
He tried to explain | |
In the dark | |
I would laugh | |
We were talking and naked | |
Reading my map | |
Late one night in | |
MontrealFound the treasure at last | |
It was artificial fire | |
Is there anybody counting | |
This mathematical equation? | |
Could there be another answer? | |
Could he change my mind | |
Or could I change his mind? | |
It was new, it was old | |
From the start it was both | |
And a year nearly passed | |
And one night | |
MontrealI'm a killer at heart | |
And I wanted to feel | |
So I laid out my trap | |
With my artificial fire |
zuo qu : Mandell | |
Found the treasure at last | |
We have to count backwards | |
You start at the end' | |
Til we find what we' re after | |
There are two kinds of men | |
He could never be true | |
But am I just like him? | |
Am I unfaithful too? | |
I was drawing a map | |
But I couldn' t have known | |
Take a right, take a left | |
You' ll know when you get there | |
The puzzle will fit | |
Late one night | |
MontrealWith his clothes on the floor | |
And his artificial fire | |
Is there anybody counting | |
This mathematical equation? | |
Could there be another answer? | |
Could I change his mind | |
Or could he change mine? | |
Why can' t there be one? | |
He tried to explain | |
In the dark | |
I would laugh | |
We were talking and naked | |
Reading my map | |
Late one night in | |
MontrealFound the treasure at last | |
It was artificial fire | |
Is there anybody counting | |
This mathematical equation? | |
Could there be another answer? | |
Could he change my mind | |
Or could I change his mind? | |
It was new, it was old | |
From the start it was both | |
And a year nearly passed | |
And one night | |
MontrealI' m a killer at heart | |
And I wanted to feel | |
So I laid out my trap | |
With my artificial fire |
zuò qǔ : Mandell | |
Found the treasure at last | |
We have to count backwards | |
You start at the end' | |
Til we find what we' re after | |
There are two kinds of men | |
He could never be true | |
But am I just like him? | |
Am I unfaithful too? | |
I was drawing a map | |
But I couldn' t have known | |
Take a right, take a left | |
You' ll know when you get there | |
The puzzle will fit | |
Late one night | |
MontrealWith his clothes on the floor | |
And his artificial fire | |
Is there anybody counting | |
This mathematical equation? | |
Could there be another answer? | |
Could I change his mind | |
Or could he change mine? | |
Why can' t there be one? | |
He tried to explain | |
In the dark | |
I would laugh | |
We were talking and naked | |
Reading my map | |
Late one night in | |
MontrealFound the treasure at last | |
It was artificial fire | |
Is there anybody counting | |
This mathematical equation? | |
Could there be another answer? | |
Could he change my mind | |
Or could I change his mind? | |
It was new, it was old | |
From the start it was both | |
And a year nearly passed | |
And one night | |
MontrealI' m a killer at heart | |
And I wanted to feel | |
So I laid out my trap | |
With my artificial fire |