Song | What's In A Word |
Artist | The Christians |
Album | The Best Of |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Henry Priestman | |
Oh, yes it's hard, it's getting harder | |
To turn the cheek or just walk away | |
When all I see is degradation | |
Day after day | |
I wanna fight, my hands are tied | |
My weapons are pitiful | |
And all that's left | |
One troubled mind, one timid voice | |
Such a desperate noise | |
What's in a word, more than you imagine | |
What's in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Freedom's singing in your head, in your head | |
And while I slide down into darkness | |
You spent so proud, so proud in the light | |
Oh, help me please | |
I think I'm falling between wrong and right | |
Why give me strenght, then speak at lenght | |
Of wisdom and tenderness | |
So much to learn, so much to lose | |
I've asked it before, now tell me once more | |
What's in a word, more than you imagine | |
What's in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Chimes of freedom in your head | |
Yes I have heard that a new age's dawning | |
And I have heard that the die is cast | |
I know the word can be liberation | |
For a people free at last, free at last | |
Some give a damn, some give their lives | |
Why can't we give peace a chance | |
Put down that gun, a battle won without even a shot | |
Oh, dreamer I'm not | |
What's in a word, more than you imagine | |
What's in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Freedom's singing in your head | |
Yes I have heard that a new age's dawning | |
And I have heard that the die is cast | |
I know the word can be liberation | |
For the people free at last | |
Free at last |
zuo qu : Henry Priestman | |
Oh, yes it' s hard, it' s getting harder | |
To turn the cheek or just walk away | |
When all I see is degradation | |
Day after day | |
I wanna fight, my hands are tied | |
My weapons are pitiful | |
And all that' s left | |
One troubled mind, one timid voice | |
Such a desperate noise | |
What' s in a word, more than you imagine | |
What' s in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Freedom' s singing in your head, in your head | |
And while I slide down into darkness | |
You spent so proud, so proud in the light | |
Oh, help me please | |
I think I' m falling between wrong and right | |
Why give me strenght, then speak at lenght | |
Of wisdom and tenderness | |
So much to learn, so much to lose | |
I' ve asked it before, now tell me once more | |
What' s in a word, more than you imagine | |
What' s in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Chimes of freedom in your head | |
Yes I have heard that a new age' s dawning | |
And I have heard that the die is cast | |
I know the word can be liberation | |
For a people free at last, free at last | |
Some give a damn, some give their lives | |
Why can' t we give peace a chance | |
Put down that gun, a battle won without even a shot | |
Oh, dreamer I' m not | |
What' s in a word, more than you imagine | |
What' s in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Freedom' s singing in your head | |
Yes I have heard that a new age' s dawning | |
And I have heard that the die is cast | |
I know the word can be liberation | |
For the people free at last | |
Free at last |
zuò qǔ : Henry Priestman | |
Oh, yes it' s hard, it' s getting harder | |
To turn the cheek or just walk away | |
When all I see is degradation | |
Day after day | |
I wanna fight, my hands are tied | |
My weapons are pitiful | |
And all that' s left | |
One troubled mind, one timid voice | |
Such a desperate noise | |
What' s in a word, more than you imagine | |
What' s in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Freedom' s singing in your head, in your head | |
And while I slide down into darkness | |
You spent so proud, so proud in the light | |
Oh, help me please | |
I think I' m falling between wrong and right | |
Why give me strenght, then speak at lenght | |
Of wisdom and tenderness | |
So much to learn, so much to lose | |
I' ve asked it before, now tell me once more | |
What' s in a word, more than you imagine | |
What' s in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Chimes of freedom in your head | |
Yes I have heard that a new age' s dawning | |
And I have heard that the die is cast | |
I know the word can be liberation | |
For a people free at last, free at last | |
Some give a damn, some give their lives | |
Why can' t we give peace a chance | |
Put down that gun, a battle won without even a shot | |
Oh, dreamer I' m not | |
What' s in a word, more than you imagine | |
What' s in a word, more than I can say | |
Once in a while you can hear such sweet sounds | |
Freedom' s singing in your head | |
Yes I have heard that a new age' s dawning | |
And I have heard that the die is cast | |
I know the word can be liberation | |
For the people free at last | |
Free at last |