| Song | In Spite Of The World |
| Artist | The Ataris |
| Album | Blue Skies, Broken Hearts...Next 12 Exits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Davenport, Roe | |
| I woke up from this dream to find that | |
| I was sleeping | |
| So I went back to sleep and | |
| I dreamed | |
| I was awake. | |
| I locked myself inside but you were on the outside | |
| I stood outside and watched but | |
| I couldn't let you in. | |
| If only you could see that you that is a part of me, | |
| Maybe you could see inside yourself. | |
| Wrote a letter to myself, but | |
| I couldn't bare to send it. | |
| So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend. | |
| If only you could know that growing up means letting go | |
| Maybe then you'd grow up by yourself. | |
| I'm growing up again... | |
| I'm learning to accept that all good things must come to an end. | |
| I'm growing up again... | |
| I'm trying to understand what it's like | |
| To let go of a friend. |
| zuo qu : Davenport, Roe | |
| I woke up from this dream to find that | |
| I was sleeping | |
| So I went back to sleep and | |
| I dreamed | |
| I was awake. | |
| I locked myself inside but you were on the outside | |
| I stood outside and watched but | |
| I couldn' t let you in. | |
| If only you could see that you that is a part of me, | |
| Maybe you could see inside yourself. | |
| Wrote a letter to myself, but | |
| I couldn' t bare to send it. | |
| So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend. | |
| If only you could know that growing up means letting go | |
| Maybe then you' d grow up by yourself. | |
| I' m growing up again... | |
| I' m learning to accept that all good things must come to an end. | |
| I' m growing up again... | |
| I' m trying to understand what it' s like | |
| To let go of a friend. |
| zuò qǔ : Davenport, Roe | |
| I woke up from this dream to find that | |
| I was sleeping | |
| So I went back to sleep and | |
| I dreamed | |
| I was awake. | |
| I locked myself inside but you were on the outside | |
| I stood outside and watched but | |
| I couldn' t let you in. | |
| If only you could see that you that is a part of me, | |
| Maybe you could see inside yourself. | |
| Wrote a letter to myself, but | |
| I couldn' t bare to send it. | |
| So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend. | |
| If only you could know that growing up means letting go | |
| Maybe then you' d grow up by yourself. | |
| I' m growing up again... | |
| I' m learning to accept that all good things must come to an end. | |
| I' m growing up again... | |
| I' m trying to understand what it' s like | |
| To let go of a friend. |