Song | Morning Way |
Artist | Trader Horne |
Album | Morning Way |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dyble, McAuley | |
Dreaming strands of nightmare | |
Are sticking to my feet | |
It's time to wake up and throw away | |
The last remaining sheet | |
Sunlight sliding down my back | |
And dripping on the gray | |
It's time to watch the dawning light | |
Reveal the morning way | |
Dreams are fading | |
Now it's nearly noon | |
And then it's afternoon | |
The leaves are creeping | |
Green inside the day | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
... |
zuo qu : Dyble, McAuley | |
Dreaming strands of nightmare | |
Are sticking to my feet | |
It' s time to wake up and throw away | |
The last remaining sheet | |
Sunlight sliding down my back | |
And dripping on the gray | |
It' s time to watch the dawning light | |
Reveal the morning way | |
Dreams are fading | |
Now it' s nearly noon | |
And then it' s afternoon | |
The leaves are creeping | |
Green inside the day | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
... |
zuò qǔ : Dyble, McAuley | |
Dreaming strands of nightmare | |
Are sticking to my feet | |
It' s time to wake up and throw away | |
The last remaining sheet | |
Sunlight sliding down my back | |
And dripping on the gray | |
It' s time to watch the dawning light | |
Reveal the morning way | |
Dreams are fading | |
Now it' s nearly noon | |
And then it' s afternoon | |
The leaves are creeping | |
Green inside the day | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
To where the friends | |
Who used to lend me love | |
Are all above my head | |
And looking down at me | |
To smile at how it ought to be | |
... |