Song | Celsius |
Artist | Kent |
Album | Isola |
作曲 : Joakim Berg | |
作词 : Joakim Berg | |
Celsius Lyrics | |
Album: Isola (English) | |
Lyrics: Joakim Berg / C. Gordon | |
Music: Joakim Berg | |
How far away is sleep now | |
In between the sheets it’s cool | |
Hidden under blankets of plastic and cellophane blue | |
The temperature is rising | |
And I will fake a fever too | |
There are still so many things I wouldn’t do | |
I feel like I am naked | |
An emperor without his clothes | |
And still my hands are shaking | |
Broken with an overdose | |
On chemicals I’m burning | |
Drunk deadly and old | |
And still there’s something here | |
That leaves me cold | |
Chorus: | |
She’s awake now | |
I know that she’s awake now | |
I’m awake now | |
She knows that I’m awake now | |
We’re awake now | |
We know that it is over | |
And it is obvious now | |
Still we’re waiting | |
Close enough to smell it | |
Take a deep breath relax | |
Out upon the stairway | |
It’s frozen and it shines like glass | |
We’ve been sleeping through September | |
And we’re brittle as the frozen grass | |
And still I think I know I’m coming back | |
Chorus | |
What if I’m wrong? | |
I could be wrong... |
zuò qǔ : Joakim Berg | |
zuò cí : Joakim Berg | |
Celsius Lyrics | |
Album: Isola English | |
Lyrics: Joakim Berg C. Gordon | |
Music: Joakim Berg | |
How far away is sleep now | |
In between the sheets it' s cool | |
Hidden under blankets of plastic and cellophane blue | |
The temperature is rising | |
And I will fake a fever too | |
There are still so many things I wouldn' t do | |
I feel like I am naked | |
An emperor without his clothes | |
And still my hands are shaking | |
Broken with an overdose | |
On chemicals I' m burning | |
Drunk deadly and old | |
And still there' s something here | |
That leaves me cold | |
Chorus: | |
She' s awake now | |
I know that she' s awake now | |
I' m awake now | |
She knows that I' m awake now | |
We' re awake now | |
We know that it is over | |
And it is obvious now | |
Still we' re waiting | |
Close enough to smell it | |
Take a deep breath relax | |
Out upon the stairway | |
It' s frozen and it shines like glass | |
We' ve been sleeping through September | |
And we' re brittle as the frozen grass | |
And still I think I know I' m coming back | |
Chorus | |
What if I' m wrong? | |
I could be wrong... |