| Song | Long Nights |
| Artist | Drifting Sun |
| Album | On the Rebound |
| 作词 : Chris Martini | |
| 作曲 : Pat Sanders | |
| I took a step then brace for the fall | |
| (clouded vision) | |
| Another night, they pass in a haze | |
| (spinning, numbing) | |
| Try to speak then wait for the words | |
| (reaching, slurring) | |
| You speak to me, I can’t understand you | |
| (fading, whispering) | |
| Too much confusion | |
| I can’t hear what you say | |
| This room won’t stop turning | |
| I’m here and now I think I’ll stay | |
| Feeding the blood of my willing victim | |
| (thinning, burning) | |
| This is the one to ease the pressure | |
| (comfort, longing) | |
| Another drink to make me stronger | |
| (feeding, nurturing) | |
| You step inside, you answer my call | |
| (twisting, controlling) | |
| So much illusion | |
| I’m moving though lying still | |
| My mind won’t stop drifting | |
| You move in for the kill | |
| Another step and your senses are gone | |
| (stumble backwards) | |
| You feed my head, I feed on your soul | |
| (satisfaction) | |
| To face the day I taste the night | |
| (sanity slipping) | |
| And in the end I’ll get what I want | |
| (bitter victory) | |
| Crawling ‘cross the floor ‘cos I cannot stand | |
| I’m all yours, will you take me away? | |
| Oblivion’s where I finish the night | |
| No more hunger when you turn out the light | |
| And all that you can see is my inebriety | |
| Amusing them all around | |
| Who can’t share our common ground | |
| To render your release I long in anxiety | |
| For your love I seize control | |
| In your arms I fall | |
| Flowing down through my veins | |
| Sterilizing all my pain | |
| A victim by your caress | |
| Truths tonight will I confess… | |
| I had a dream and the dream was I | |
| (nightmare, reality) | |
| No need to fight then brace for the fall | |
| (dark allegiance) | |
| Heat of your touch you feel the burn | |
| (rising mercury) | |
| And in the end you’ll get what you want! | |
| Long nights in my world | |
| I return again to the day | |
| Too much reality | |
| It’s warm here, I think I’ll stay |
| zuò cí : Chris Martini | |
| zuò qǔ : Pat Sanders | |
| I took a step then brace for the fall | |
| clouded vision | |
| Another night, they pass in a haze | |
| spinning, numbing | |
| Try to speak then wait for the words | |
| reaching, slurring | |
| You speak to me, I can' t understand you | |
| fading, whispering | |
| Too much confusion | |
| I can' t hear what you say | |
| This room won' t stop turning | |
| I' m here and now I think I' ll stay | |
| Feeding the blood of my willing victim | |
| thinning, burning | |
| This is the one to ease the pressure | |
| comfort, longing | |
| Another drink to make me stronger | |
| feeding, nurturing | |
| You step inside, you answer my call | |
| twisting, controlling | |
| So much illusion | |
| I' m moving though lying still | |
| My mind won' t stop drifting | |
| You move in for the kill | |
| Another step and your senses are gone | |
| stumble backwards | |
| You feed my head, I feed on your soul | |
| satisfaction | |
| To face the day I taste the night | |
| sanity slipping | |
| And in the end I' ll get what I want | |
| bitter victory | |
| Crawling ' cross the floor ' cos I cannot stand | |
| I' m all yours, will you take me away? | |
| Oblivion' s where I finish the night | |
| No more hunger when you turn out the light | |
| And all that you can see is my inebriety | |
| Amusing them all around | |
| Who can' t share our common ground | |
| To render your release I long in anxiety | |
| For your love I seize control | |
| In your arms I fall | |
| Flowing down through my veins | |
| Sterilizing all my pain | |
| A victim by your caress | |
| Truths tonight will I confess | |
| I had a dream and the dream was I | |
| nightmare, reality | |
| No need to fight then brace for the fall | |
| dark allegiance | |
| Heat of your touch you feel the burn | |
| rising mercury | |
| And in the end you' ll get what you want! | |
| Long nights in my world | |
| I return again to the day | |
| Too much reality | |
| It' s warm here, I think I' ll stay |