Song | Stop Hurting People |
Artist | Pete Townshend |
Album | All The Best Cowboys Have Chinese Eyes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Townshend | |
A love born once must soon be born again | |
A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned | |
By the wind and thrown to flame | |
Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst | |
Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? | |
The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea | |
Crushing with out detail | |
Impassioned and detached | |
Killing with love and power in God's Name | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
Love conquers poses | |
Love smashes stances | |
Love crushes angles into black | |
So you, without question | |
Know your first love is your last | |
And you will never, you never, never, you'll never love again | |
But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it's a clammy tale | |
To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail | |
I always wanted to be matched with her | |
Yet her beauty was so different to mine | |
My "beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am | |
Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is | |
Time's gift to perfect humility | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
But God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
But God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
Without your match, there is no flame | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people |
zuo ci : Townshend | |
A love born once must soon be born again | |
A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned | |
By the wind and thrown to flame | |
Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst | |
Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? | |
The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea | |
Crushing with out detail | |
Impassioned and detached | |
Killing with love and power in God' s Name | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
Love conquers poses | |
Love smashes stances | |
Love crushes angles into black | |
So you, without question | |
Know your first love is your last | |
And you will never, you never, never, you' ll never love again | |
But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it' s a clammy tale | |
To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail | |
I always wanted to be matched with her | |
Yet her beauty was so different to mine | |
My " beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am | |
Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is | |
Time' s gift to perfect humility | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
But God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
But God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
Without your match, there is no flame | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people |
zuò cí : Townshend | |
A love born once must soon be born again | |
A spark that burned, then died, leaving cinders to be fanned | |
By the wind and thrown to flame | |
Flames like tongues impassioned in a moments burst | |
Tell me, friend, why do you stand aloof from your own heart? | |
The truth confronts you, the truth confronts you as the sea | |
Crushing with out detail | |
Impassioned and detached | |
Killing with love and power in God' s Name | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
Love conquers poses | |
Love smashes stances | |
Love crushes angles into black | |
So you, without question | |
Know your first love is your last | |
And you will never, you never, never, you' ll never love again | |
But always wish to walk with her into restaurants, it' s a clammy tale | |
To be seen beside her at the public bar footrail | |
I always wanted to be matched with her | |
Yet her beauty was so different to mine | |
My " beauty" needs an understanding and a knowledge of what I am | |
Hers is enough, earned through eons, for that is what true beauty is | |
Time' s gift to perfect humility | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
But God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
But God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
I know the match is bad | |
God help me | |
May I be matched with you again | |
Without your match, there is no flame | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people | |
People stop hurting people |