Song | In My Waking Life |
Artist | Saves the Day |
Album | In Reverie |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Conley, Saves The Day | |
I'm never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it's the weather | |
Or my mind its all too much | |
Callin' in the fridged wind | |
A whisper is my dearest friend | |
Leading me along | |
A lily laden twisting trail | |
Where we go | |
We'll tomorrow know | |
Into the past | |
And empty alleys we proceed | |
I'm never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it's the weather | |
Or my mind it's all too much | |
Crawlin' on the cloudy streets | |
Streamin' with a billion feet | |
Thumb a little long | |
Into the dark and dismal day | |
Where we go | |
We'll tomorrow know | |
Into the past | |
And empty alleys we proceed | |
Forever winding our way | |
Weary without sleep | |
Forever winding our way | |
Weary without sleep, oh oh oh | |
I'm never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it's the weather | |
Or my mind its all too much | |
Callin' in the fridged wind | |
A whisper is my dearest friend | |
Leading me along | |
A lily laden twisting trail |
zuo qu : Conley, Saves The Day | |
I' m never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it' s the weather | |
Or my mind its all too much | |
Callin' in the fridged wind | |
A whisper is my dearest friend | |
Leading me along | |
A lily laden twisting trail | |
Where we go | |
We' ll tomorrow know | |
Into the past | |
And empty alleys we proceed | |
I' m never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it' s the weather | |
Or my mind it' s all too much | |
Crawlin' on the cloudy streets | |
Streamin' with a billion feet | |
Thumb a little long | |
Into the dark and dismal day | |
Where we go | |
We' ll tomorrow know | |
Into the past | |
And empty alleys we proceed | |
Forever winding our way | |
Weary without sleep | |
Forever winding our way | |
Weary without sleep, oh oh oh | |
I' m never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it' s the weather | |
Or my mind its all too much | |
Callin' in the fridged wind | |
A whisper is my dearest friend | |
Leading me along | |
A lily laden twisting trail |
zuò qǔ : Conley, Saves The Day | |
I' m never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it' s the weather | |
Or my mind its all too much | |
Callin' in the fridged wind | |
A whisper is my dearest friend | |
Leading me along | |
A lily laden twisting trail | |
Where we go | |
We' ll tomorrow know | |
Into the past | |
And empty alleys we proceed | |
I' m never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it' s the weather | |
Or my mind it' s all too much | |
Crawlin' on the cloudy streets | |
Streamin' with a billion feet | |
Thumb a little long | |
Into the dark and dismal day | |
Where we go | |
We' ll tomorrow know | |
Into the past | |
And empty alleys we proceed | |
Forever winding our way | |
Weary without sleep | |
Forever winding our way | |
Weary without sleep, oh oh oh | |
I' m never in my waking life | |
Dreaming is my all the time | |
Whether, it' s the weather | |
Or my mind its all too much | |
Callin' in the fridged wind | |
A whisper is my dearest friend | |
Leading me along | |
A lily laden twisting trail |