Song | Standing In Your Shadow - '98 Version |
Artist | Puressence |
Album | Only Forever |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Matthews, McDonald ... | |
There I was, just standing in your shadow, | |
Just standing in your pool of shade venere. | |
Here I am, still yellowed by the summer, | |
Still sufferin in silence loud and clear. | |
Well I catch the train, it takes me back | |
We leave the rails and the carriage snaps. | |
There I was, just lying in the kitchen, | |
Just listening to voices through the tiles. | |
And they said the one thing you can count on, | |
Is you can count on nothing here my child. | |
Well you dig my grave, and pat my back, | |
And I turn grey, on the beaten track. | |
But you hardly notice. | |
What do you say when they roll a grenade | |
And it almost takes your breath away. | |
Talking to | |
Joe with the head of a crow | |
And it all goes pear-shaped. | |
There I was, just standing in your shadow, | |
Just sufferin in silence loud and clear. |
zuo qu : Matthews, McDonald ... | |
There I was, just standing in your shadow, | |
Just standing in your pool of shade venere. | |
Here I am, still yellowed by the summer, | |
Still sufferin in silence loud and clear. | |
Well I catch the train, it takes me back | |
We leave the rails and the carriage snaps. | |
There I was, just lying in the kitchen, | |
Just listening to voices through the tiles. | |
And they said the one thing you can count on, | |
Is you can count on nothing here my child. | |
Well you dig my grave, and pat my back, | |
And I turn grey, on the beaten track. | |
But you hardly notice. | |
What do you say when they roll a grenade | |
And it almost takes your breath away. | |
Talking to | |
Joe with the head of a crow | |
And it all goes pearshaped. | |
There I was, just standing in your shadow, | |
Just sufferin in silence loud and clear. |
zuò qǔ : Matthews, McDonald ... | |
There I was, just standing in your shadow, | |
Just standing in your pool of shade venere. | |
Here I am, still yellowed by the summer, | |
Still sufferin in silence loud and clear. | |
Well I catch the train, it takes me back | |
We leave the rails and the carriage snaps. | |
There I was, just lying in the kitchen, | |
Just listening to voices through the tiles. | |
And they said the one thing you can count on, | |
Is you can count on nothing here my child. | |
Well you dig my grave, and pat my back, | |
And I turn grey, on the beaten track. | |
But you hardly notice. | |
What do you say when they roll a grenade | |
And it almost takes your breath away. | |
Talking to | |
Joe with the head of a crow | |
And it all goes pearshaped. | |
There I was, just standing in your shadow, | |
Just sufferin in silence loud and clear. |