Song | A Car That Sped |
Artist | Gene |
Album | To See The Lights |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Matt James & Steve Mason & Kevin Miles & Martin Rossiter | |
作词 : Rossiter | |
You have to do it on your own | |
I can't aid you any more | |
You must learn to breath alone | |
Then all this is yours. | |
Your shoulders are strong | |
So lengthen your stride | |
When you're alone | |
There is light outside. | |
I don't recall the time we spent | |
It's hidden in a car that sped | |
To its death and to its rest. | |
So give up the thoughts that bring you dread | |
And hide them in the car | |
That sped me to my death | |
And to my rest. | |
You have to do it on your own | |
I can't help you any more. | |
You must learn to live alone | |
Then all this is yours | |
When you dream | |
I'll be guiding your thoughts | |
So find the world | |
And take what's yours. |
zuo qu : Matt James Steve Mason Kevin Miles Martin Rossiter | |
zuo ci : Rossiter | |
You have to do it on your own | |
I can' t aid you any more | |
You must learn to breath alone | |
Then all this is yours. | |
Your shoulders are strong | |
So lengthen your stride | |
When you' re alone | |
There is light outside. | |
I don' t recall the time we spent | |
It' s hidden in a car that sped | |
To its death and to its rest. | |
So give up the thoughts that bring you dread | |
And hide them in the car | |
That sped me to my death | |
And to my rest. | |
You have to do it on your own | |
I can' t help you any more. | |
You must learn to live alone | |
Then all this is yours | |
When you dream | |
I' ll be guiding your thoughts | |
So find the world | |
And take what' s yours. |
zuò qǔ : Matt James Steve Mason Kevin Miles Martin Rossiter | |
zuò cí : Rossiter | |
You have to do it on your own | |
I can' t aid you any more | |
You must learn to breath alone | |
Then all this is yours. | |
Your shoulders are strong | |
So lengthen your stride | |
When you' re alone | |
There is light outside. | |
I don' t recall the time we spent | |
It' s hidden in a car that sped | |
To its death and to its rest. | |
So give up the thoughts that bring you dread | |
And hide them in the car | |
That sped me to my death | |
And to my rest. | |
You have to do it on your own | |
I can' t help you any more. | |
You must learn to live alone | |
Then all this is yours | |
When you dream | |
I' ll be guiding your thoughts | |
So find the world | |
And take what' s yours. |