Song | Almost with You |
Artist | The Church |
Album | El Momento Descuidado |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kilbey | |
See the chains which bind the men | |
Can you taste their lonely arrogance | |
It's always too late | |
And your face is so cold | |
They struggled for this opulence | |
See the suns which blind the men | |
Burnt away so long before our time | |
Now their warmth is forgotten and gone | |
Pretty maids not far behind | |
Who you trying to get in touch with | |
I'm almost with you | |
I can sense it wait for me | |
I'm almost with you | |
Is this the taste of victory | |
I'm almost with you | |
See the dust which fills your sleep | |
Does it always feel this chill near the end | |
I never dreamed we'd meet here once more | |
This life reserved for a friend |
zuo ci : Kilbey | |
See the chains which bind the men | |
Can you taste their lonely arrogance | |
It' s always too late | |
And your face is so cold | |
They struggled for this opulence | |
See the suns which blind the men | |
Burnt away so long before our time | |
Now their warmth is forgotten and gone | |
Pretty maids not far behind | |
Who you trying to get in touch with | |
I' m almost with you | |
I can sense it wait for me | |
I' m almost with you | |
Is this the taste of victory | |
I' m almost with you | |
See the dust which fills your sleep | |
Does it always feel this chill near the end | |
I never dreamed we' d meet here once more | |
This life reserved for a friend |
zuò cí : Kilbey | |
See the chains which bind the men | |
Can you taste their lonely arrogance | |
It' s always too late | |
And your face is so cold | |
They struggled for this opulence | |
See the suns which blind the men | |
Burnt away so long before our time | |
Now their warmth is forgotten and gone | |
Pretty maids not far behind | |
Who you trying to get in touch with | |
I' m almost with you | |
I can sense it wait for me | |
I' m almost with you | |
Is this the taste of victory | |
I' m almost with you | |
See the dust which fills your sleep | |
Does it always feel this chill near the end | |
I never dreamed we' d meet here once more | |
This life reserved for a friend |