Song | An Eternity Turns |
Artist | Echo & the Bunnymen |
Album | Live in Liverpool |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McCulloch, Sergeant | |
No hands on the wheel | |
Nothing can touch you | |
When you can't even feel | |
No one you can trust | |
Cos no one's for real | |
No one's for real | |
Father forget us | |
Or father forgive us | |
Giving us faith | |
And then calling us sinners | |
Mixing up the losers | |
With all of the winners | |
Tonight# yeah yeah yeah | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning | |
Knows what she feels | |
But he's never felt her | |
Wanted a home | |
But he needed shelter | |
Never gonna win | |
With the hand he dealt her | |
Aces low# tonight | |
Yeah yeah yeah | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning | |
I will find you#i know you only want to share my pain | |
But i've got something weird | |
Pumping through my veins | |
Got the type of blood | |
That can't be changed# | |
Can't be changed | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning |
zuo ci : McCulloch, Sergeant | |
No hands on the wheel | |
Nothing can touch you | |
When you can' t even feel | |
No one you can trust | |
Cos no one' s for real | |
No one' s for real | |
Father forget us | |
Or father forgive us | |
Giving us faith | |
And then calling us sinners | |
Mixing up the losers | |
With all of the winners | |
Tonight yeah yeah yeah | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning | |
Knows what she feels | |
But he' s never felt her | |
Wanted a home | |
But he needed shelter | |
Never gonna win | |
With the hand he dealt her | |
Aces low tonight | |
Yeah yeah yeah | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning | |
I will find you i know you only want to share my pain | |
But i' ve got something weird | |
Pumping through my veins | |
Got the type of blood | |
That can' t be changed | |
Can' t be changed | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning |
zuò cí : McCulloch, Sergeant | |
No hands on the wheel | |
Nothing can touch you | |
When you can' t even feel | |
No one you can trust | |
Cos no one' s for real | |
No one' s for real | |
Father forget us | |
Or father forgive us | |
Giving us faith | |
And then calling us sinners | |
Mixing up the losers | |
With all of the winners | |
Tonight yeah yeah yeah | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning | |
Knows what she feels | |
But he' s never felt her | |
Wanted a home | |
But he needed shelter | |
Never gonna win | |
With the hand he dealt her | |
Aces low tonight | |
Yeah yeah yeah | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning | |
I will find you i know you only want to share my pain | |
But i' ve got something weird | |
Pumping through my veins | |
Got the type of blood | |
That can' t be changed | |
Can' t be changed | |
Kneeling at the crossroads | |
All my bridges burning | |
Down the river my life flows | |
Took another wrong turning |