| Song | Head Spins |
| Artist | Cold Weather Company |
| Album | A Folded Letter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Brian Robert Curry |
| [00:34.153] | All the rumors, they seem true |
| [00:38.086] | But he retains the same way of thinking |
| [00:42.824] | But if ignorance is bliss |
| [00:45.972] | Why does he feel the opposite? |
| [00:49.139] | He can only sleep well through the night if it’s cold |
| [00:53.273] | How fitting, since living his life in the same sort of |
| [00:57.609] | Fashion is what he tends to do |
| [01:01.778] | Watch him fake his smile too |
| [01:08.121] | You know he would be fine |
| [01:11.712] | Without you in his life |
| [01:16.200] | From time to time, he breaks free |
| [01:20.008] | But along then falls the night |
| [01:24.387] | Silently hoping’s a rough form of coping |
| [01:28.333] | As isolation grows |
| [01:32.768] | His head spins, his eyes open |
| [01:36.675] | But only just for show |
| [01:46.911] | Only just for show |
| [01:57.312] | Far across the plain there stands a statue |
| [02:05.169] | It’s wide awake, but crumbles when the sun |
| [02:13.567] | Rises and the day it holds no virtue |
| [02:21.854] | When rubble turns to grain, it is not gone |
| [02:29.963] | Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh, ooh |
| [02:38.398] | Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh |
| [02:46.526] | Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh, ooh |
| [02:54.650] | Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh |
| [03:43.911] | You know he would be fine |
| [03:47.510] | Without you |
| [03:52.112] | You know he would be fine |
| [03:55.665] | Without you |
| [04:33.092] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:36.736] | Without you |
| [04:41.221] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:44.829] | Without you |
| [04:49.508] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:53.081] | Without you |
| [04:57.749] | You know he would be fine |
| [05:01.271] | Without you |
| [05:05.923] | You know he would be fine |
| [05:09.549] | Without you |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Brian Robert Curry |
| [00:34.153] | All the rumors, they seem true |
| [00:38.086] | But he retains the same way of thinking |
| [00:42.824] | But if ignorance is bliss |
| [00:45.972] | Why does he feel the opposite? |
| [00:49.139] | He can only sleep well through the night if it' s cold |
| [00:53.273] | How fitting, since living his life in the same sort of |
| [00:57.609] | Fashion is what he tends to do |
| [01:01.778] | Watch him fake his smile too |
| [01:08.121] | You know he would be fine |
| [01:11.712] | Without you in his life |
| [01:16.200] | From time to time, he breaks free |
| [01:20.008] | But along then falls the night |
| [01:24.387] | Silently hoping' s a rough form of coping |
| [01:28.333] | As isolation grows |
| [01:32.768] | His head spins, his eyes open |
| [01:36.675] | But only just for show |
| [01:46.911] | Only just for show |
| [01:57.312] | Far across the plain there stands a statue |
| [02:05.169] | It' s wide awake, but crumbles when the sun |
| [02:13.567] | Rises and the day it holds no virtue |
| [02:21.854] | When rubble turns to grain, it is not gone |
| [02:29.963] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh ooh, ooh |
| [02:38.398] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh |
| [02:46.526] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh ooh, ooh |
| [02:54.650] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh |
| [03:43.911] | You know he would be fine |
| [03:47.510] | Without you |
| [03:52.112] | You know he would be fine |
| [03:55.665] | Without you |
| [04:33.092] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:36.736] | Without you |
| [04:41.221] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:44.829] | Without you |
| [04:49.508] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:53.081] | Without you |
| [04:57.749] | You know he would be fine |
| [05:01.271] | Without you |
| [05:05.923] | You know he would be fine |
| [05:09.549] | Without you |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Brian Robert Curry |
| [00:34.153] | All the rumors, they seem true |
| [00:38.086] | But he retains the same way of thinking |
| [00:42.824] | But if ignorance is bliss |
| [00:45.972] | Why does he feel the opposite? |
| [00:49.139] | He can only sleep well through the night if it' s cold |
| [00:53.273] | How fitting, since living his life in the same sort of |
| [00:57.609] | Fashion is what he tends to do |
| [01:01.778] | Watch him fake his smile too |
| [01:08.121] | You know he would be fine |
| [01:11.712] | Without you in his life |
| [01:16.200] | From time to time, he breaks free |
| [01:20.008] | But along then falls the night |
| [01:24.387] | Silently hoping' s a rough form of coping |
| [01:28.333] | As isolation grows |
| [01:32.768] | His head spins, his eyes open |
| [01:36.675] | But only just for show |
| [01:46.911] | Only just for show |
| [01:57.312] | Far across the plain there stands a statue |
| [02:05.169] | It' s wide awake, but crumbles when the sun |
| [02:13.567] | Rises and the day it holds no virtue |
| [02:21.854] | When rubble turns to grain, it is not gone |
| [02:29.963] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh ooh, ooh |
| [02:38.398] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh |
| [02:46.526] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh ooh, ooh |
| [02:54.650] | Ooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh, oohooh |
| [03:43.911] | You know he would be fine |
| [03:47.510] | Without you |
| [03:52.112] | You know he would be fine |
| [03:55.665] | Without you |
| [04:33.092] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:36.736] | Without you |
| [04:41.221] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:44.829] | Without you |
| [04:49.508] | You know he would be fine |
| [04:53.081] | Without you |
| [04:57.749] | You know he would be fine |
| [05:01.271] | Without you |
| [05:05.923] | You know he would be fine |
| [05:09.549] | Without you |