Song | Sun, Sun, Sun |
Artist | The Elected |
Album | Sun, Sun, Sun |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : the elected | |
作词 : the elected | |
Sun, sun, sun, stay with me | |
don't go behind the clouds | |
I know that you'll go down | |
but while it's day, let your light hit me | |
cause if I lose you now | |
I fear I could bow out | |
and I don't know where I'm going to | |
when I get there, i'll send for you | |
and I'll know when i see it, but | |
be patient, I swear I'll come through | |
so ride, ride, ride, ride your pony | |
but please don't ride him far | |
no, stay within the yard | |
it played out just like you told me | |
I'd scratch your pretty eyes | |
I'll put out those little lights | |
but your heart, I didn't break it, no | |
it was taken from you years ago | |
and the hole those older men pulled it through | |
it's still aching | |
let's be patient, you'll pull through | |
pull through | |
pull through | |
pull through | |
won't you? | |
and I've made | |
I've made up for my mistakes | |
cause of the pain of what I'd caused | |
won't be shit next to what I've lost | |
and I hated being ****ing patient | |
so you waited | |
you waited | |
you waited | |
but I never ever came to | |
so sun, sun, sun | |
what are you doing? | |
you went behind the clouds | |
but all the rain came down | |
my old house is in ruins | |
if you would come out again | |
and dry up all the rain | |
then I'd climb right up again | |
like that spider in that nursery rhyme | |
and these tales, well they're not meant to | |
but it's time that we make them | |
come true | |
come true | |
come true | |
for me and you |
zuo qu : the elected | |
zuo ci : the elected | |
Sun, sun, sun, stay with me | |
don' t go behind the clouds | |
I know that you' ll go down | |
but while it' s day, let your light hit me | |
cause if I lose you now | |
I fear I could bow out | |
and I don' t know where I' m going to | |
when I get there, i' ll send for you | |
and I' ll know when i see it, but | |
be patient, I swear I' ll come through | |
so ride, ride, ride, ride your pony | |
but please don' t ride him far | |
no, stay within the yard | |
it played out just like you told me | |
I' d scratch your pretty eyes | |
I' ll put out those little lights | |
but your heart, I didn' t break it, no | |
it was taken from you years ago | |
and the hole those older men pulled it through | |
it' s still aching | |
let' s be patient, you' ll pull through | |
pull through | |
pull through | |
pull through | |
won' t you? | |
and I' ve made | |
I' ve made up for my mistakes | |
cause of the pain of what I' d caused | |
won' t be shit next to what I' ve lost | |
and I hated being ing patient | |
so you waited | |
you waited | |
you waited | |
but I never ever came to | |
so sun, sun, sun | |
what are you doing? | |
you went behind the clouds | |
but all the rain came down | |
my old house is in ruins | |
if you would come out again | |
and dry up all the rain | |
then I' d climb right up again | |
like that spider in that nursery rhyme | |
and these tales, well they' re not meant to | |
but it' s time that we make them | |
come true | |
come true | |
come true | |
for me and you |
zuò qǔ : the elected | |
zuò cí : the elected | |
Sun, sun, sun, stay with me | |
don' t go behind the clouds | |
I know that you' ll go down | |
but while it' s day, let your light hit me | |
cause if I lose you now | |
I fear I could bow out | |
and I don' t know where I' m going to | |
when I get there, i' ll send for you | |
and I' ll know when i see it, but | |
be patient, I swear I' ll come through | |
so ride, ride, ride, ride your pony | |
but please don' t ride him far | |
no, stay within the yard | |
it played out just like you told me | |
I' d scratch your pretty eyes | |
I' ll put out those little lights | |
but your heart, I didn' t break it, no | |
it was taken from you years ago | |
and the hole those older men pulled it through | |
it' s still aching | |
let' s be patient, you' ll pull through | |
pull through | |
pull through | |
pull through | |
won' t you? | |
and I' ve made | |
I' ve made up for my mistakes | |
cause of the pain of what I' d caused | |
won' t be shit next to what I' ve lost | |
and I hated being ing patient | |
so you waited | |
you waited | |
you waited | |
but I never ever came to | |
so sun, sun, sun | |
what are you doing? | |
you went behind the clouds | |
but all the rain came down | |
my old house is in ruins | |
if you would come out again | |
and dry up all the rain | |
then I' d climb right up again | |
like that spider in that nursery rhyme | |
and these tales, well they' re not meant to | |
but it' s time that we make them | |
come true | |
come true | |
come true | |
for me and you |