Song | For Evangeline |
Artist | The Juliana Theory |
Album | A Small Noise |
作曲 : Detar | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one night you made me your own | |
The deepest embrace's creation | |
In one night | |
The deepest embrace's creation | |
In one night | |
The deepest embrace's creation | |
In one night | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one hour you gave me away to the angels | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one hour you gave me away | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one hour you gave me away | |
You gave me away to the angels | |
You sent me up to the sky, now their wings fan the heat | |
From the face you'll never touch, the hair you'll never smell | |
The little hands you'll never hold | |
Hands you'll hold now | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there |
zuò qǔ : Detar | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one night you made me your own | |
The deepest embrace' s creation | |
In one night | |
The deepest embrace' s creation | |
In one night | |
The deepest embrace' s creation | |
In one night | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
I layed there for days and you forgot | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one hour you gave me away to the angels | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one hour you gave me away | |
In one night you made me your own | |
In one hour you gave me away | |
You gave me away to the angels | |
You sent me up to the sky, now their wings fan the heat | |
From the face you' ll never touch, the hair you' ll never smell | |
The little hands you' ll never hold | |
Hands you' ll hold now | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there | |
Now I am just a silhouette down there |