作词 : Catharina Schorling | |
作曲 : Catharina Schorling | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
In the morning sometimes | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
You leave the door following | |
Following un-prisoned thoughts | |
They’re shifting through | |
It’s leading you | |
Don’t think for a while just listen | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
The wildest garden is nothing | |
Nothing more than the seasons | |
That you’re holding inside | |
The wildest garden is nothing | |
Nothing more than the seasons | |
You leave the concrete following | |
Following the unwalked fields | |
You’re shifting through | |
It’s leading you | |
Don’t dance for a while just listen | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
In the morning sometimes |
zuo ci : Catharina Schorling | |
zuo qu : Catharina Schorling | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
In the morning sometimes | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
You leave the door following | |
Following unprisoned thoughts | |
They' re shifting through | |
It' s leading you | |
Don' t think for a while just listen | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
The wildest garden is nothing | |
Nothing more than the seasons | |
That you' re holding inside | |
The wildest garden is nothing | |
Nothing more than the seasons | |
You leave the concrete following | |
Following the unwalked fields | |
You' re shifting through | |
It' s leading you | |
Don' t dance for a while just listen | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
In the morning sometimes |
zuò cí : Catharina Schorling | |
zuò qǔ : Catharina Schorling | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
In the morning sometimes | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
You leave the door following | |
Following unprisoned thoughts | |
They' re shifting through | |
It' s leading you | |
Don' t think for a while just listen | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
The wildest garden is nothing | |
Nothing more than the seasons | |
That you' re holding inside | |
The wildest garden is nothing | |
Nothing more than the seasons | |
You leave the concrete following | |
Following the unwalked fields | |
You' re shifting through | |
It' s leading you | |
Don' t dance for a while just listen | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
And then ohh let yourself be ocean | |
And you fall back into motion | |
The wildest beauty is nothing | |
Nothing more than the soft light | |
In the morning sometimes |