Song | Flower Web |
Artist | Screaming Trees |
Album | Anthology: SST Years 1985-1989 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Screaming Trees | |
Stare into the empty space here in front of us | |
Storms crowd your daydream scene what will you find | |
We're not alone when it's the two of us | |
Sleep comes to haunt the hours passed behind | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
And the world will change into a fog of butterflies | |
Within our reach and in our sky | |
Sorry that we couldn't find the time to cry | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
You put your head into the flower web | |
Right now | |
Inside the empty space here in front of us | |
Storms crowd your daydream scene what will you find | |
We're not alone when it's the two of us | |
Sleep comes to haunt the hours passed behind | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
And the world will change into a dark and withered night | |
Around our head and in our sky, sky, sky | |
Sorry that we couldn't find the time to cry | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web |
zuo ci : Screaming Trees | |
Stare into the empty space here in front of us | |
Storms crowd your daydream scene what will you find | |
We' re not alone when it' s the two of us | |
Sleep comes to haunt the hours passed behind | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
And the world will change into a fog of butterflies | |
Within our reach and in our sky | |
Sorry that we couldn' t find the time to cry | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
You put your head into the flower web | |
Right now | |
Inside the empty space here in front of us | |
Storms crowd your daydream scene what will you find | |
We' re not alone when it' s the two of us | |
Sleep comes to haunt the hours passed behind | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
And the world will change into a dark and withered night | |
Around our head and in our sky, sky, sky | |
Sorry that we couldn' t find the time to cry | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web |
zuò cí : Screaming Trees | |
Stare into the empty space here in front of us | |
Storms crowd your daydream scene what will you find | |
We' re not alone when it' s the two of us | |
Sleep comes to haunt the hours passed behind | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
And the world will change into a fog of butterflies | |
Within our reach and in our sky | |
Sorry that we couldn' t find the time to cry | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
You put your head into the flower web | |
Right now | |
Inside the empty space here in front of us | |
Storms crowd your daydream scene what will you find | |
We' re not alone when it' s the two of us | |
Sleep comes to haunt the hours passed behind | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
And the world will change into a dark and withered night | |
Around our head and in our sky, sky, sky | |
Sorry that we couldn' t find the time to cry | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web | |
When you put your head into the flower web |