Song | Roses From My Friends |
Artist | Ben Harper |
Album | Boxed Set Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Harper | |
I could have treated you better | |
but you couldn't have treated me worse | |
but it's he who laughs last | |
is he who cries first | |
Sometimes I feel I know strangers | |
better than I know my friends | |
why must a beginning | |
be the means to an end | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends | |
When the last word has been spoken | |
and we've beared witness to the final setting sun | |
all that shall remain is a token | |
of what we've said and done | |
When all we've had has been forsaken | |
distant church bells no longer ring | |
that's the sound of a heart taken | |
and the story of tears from a king | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends | |
This may be the last time I see you | |
forgive me for holding you close | |
this may be the last time that I see you | |
so of this moment I will make the most | |
This may be the last time I see you | |
but if you keep me in your heart | |
together we shall be eternal | |
if you believe | |
we shall never part | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends |
zuo ci : Harper | |
I could have treated you better | |
but you couldn' t have treated me worse | |
but it' s he who laughs last | |
is he who cries first | |
Sometimes I feel I know strangers | |
better than I know my friends | |
why must a beginning | |
be the means to an end | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends | |
When the last word has been spoken | |
and we' ve beared witness to the final setting sun | |
all that shall remain is a token | |
of what we' ve said and done | |
When all we' ve had has been forsaken | |
distant church bells no longer ring | |
that' s the sound of a heart taken | |
and the story of tears from a king | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends | |
This may be the last time I see you | |
forgive me for holding you close | |
this may be the last time that I see you | |
so of this moment I will make the most | |
This may be the last time I see you | |
but if you keep me in your heart | |
together we shall be eternal | |
if you believe | |
we shall never part | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends |
zuò cí : Harper | |
I could have treated you better | |
but you couldn' t have treated me worse | |
but it' s he who laughs last | |
is he who cries first | |
Sometimes I feel I know strangers | |
better than I know my friends | |
why must a beginning | |
be the means to an end | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends | |
When the last word has been spoken | |
and we' ve beared witness to the final setting sun | |
all that shall remain is a token | |
of what we' ve said and done | |
When all we' ve had has been forsaken | |
distant church bells no longer ring | |
that' s the sound of a heart taken | |
and the story of tears from a king | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends | |
This may be the last time I see you | |
forgive me for holding you close | |
this may be the last time that I see you | |
so of this moment I will make the most | |
This may be the last time I see you | |
but if you keep me in your heart | |
together we shall be eternal | |
if you believe | |
we shall never part | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
The stones from my enemies | |
these wounds will mend | |
but I cannot survive | |
the roses from my friends |