| Song | Life in Motion |
| Artist | The Flower Kings |
| Album | Box Celebrating 5 Legendary Prog Rock Labels (2013) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Not Documented | |
| You can call me dreamer - You can call me plain. | |
| A tiny bit of sunshine in between the driving rains. | |
| You can call me father - You can cal me son. | |
| A little bit of yesterday & future wrapped in one. | |
| I am the provider - I'm the president. | |
| I am the forgiver here - thru time and time again. | |
| We are life in motion - with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands - we wait for miracles. | |
| I am just a schoolboy - I am innocense. | |
| I am just a lonely kid behind that garden fence. | |
| I'm the voice of reason - I'm the scared soul. | |
| I'm eternal fire and your shelter from the cold. | |
| We are life in motion - with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| We are life in motion - with our chunk of time. | |
| This years model blue eyed son - just waiting down the line. | |
| Sailing the high ways of the sun - we are waiting for the harvest. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm. | |
| Look and see the bottom of that endless hole. | |
| I'm right there to send three words to save your soul. | |
| Sailing the high ways of the sun - we are waiting for the dawn. | |
| And the harvest of our dreams. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm. | |
| Look and see the bottom of that endless hole. | |
| I'm right there to send three words to save your soul. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| I'm the voice of summer - now won't you ride the wave? | |
| I am life in motion & the laugher on the scale. | |
| If you take me seriously - I'll take you serious too. | |
| Ride together into the sunset, that's all that we can do. | |
| You can call me dreamer - You can call me plain. | |
| A tiny bit of sunshine in between the driving rains. | |
| You can call me father - You can call me son. | |
| A little bit of yesterday & future wrapped in one. | |
| We are life in motion - with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| Down the line - I am the forgiver! | |
| I'm the voice of reason - I'm the sacred soul. | |
| I'm the voice of summer won't you take a ride. | |
| It's like coming home - coming home again. | |
| It's like coming home - coming home again. | |
| The further we go - the closer we come. | |
| There's one chance for everyone. | |
| One love - one heart - one chance. | |
| The higher we climb - the more we see. | |
| Lands and visions above the treetops. | |
| One love - One heart - One chance. | |
| It's like coming home - coming home again. | |
| It's like coming home - coming home again. |
| zuo qu : Not Documented | |
| You can call me dreamer You can call me plain. | |
| A tiny bit of sunshine in between the driving rains. | |
| You can call me father You can cal me son. | |
| A little bit of yesterday future wrapped in one. | |
| I am the provider I' m the president. | |
| I am the forgiver here thru time and time again. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| I am just a schoolboy I am innocense. | |
| I am just a lonely kid behind that garden fence. | |
| I' m the voice of reason I' m the scared soul. | |
| I' m eternal fire and your shelter from the cold. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| This years model blue eyed son just waiting down the line. | |
| Sailing the high ways of the sun we are waiting for the harvest. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm. | |
| Look and see the bottom of that endless hole. | |
| I' m right there to send three words to save your soul. | |
| Sailing the high ways of the sun we are waiting for the dawn. | |
| And the harvest of our dreams. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm. | |
| Look and see the bottom of that endless hole. | |
| I' m right there to send three words to save your soul. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| I' m the voice of summer now won' t you ride the wave? | |
| I am life in motion the laugher on the scale. | |
| If you take me seriously I' ll take you serious too. | |
| Ride together into the sunset, that' s all that we can do. | |
| You can call me dreamer You can call me plain. | |
| A tiny bit of sunshine in between the driving rains. | |
| You can call me father You can call me son. | |
| A little bit of yesterday future wrapped in one. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| Down the line I am the forgiver! | |
| I' m the voice of reason I' m the sacred soul. | |
| I' m the voice of summer won' t you take a ride. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. | |
| The further we go the closer we come. | |
| There' s one chance for everyone. | |
| One love one heart one chance. | |
| The higher we climb the more we see. | |
| Lands and visions above the treetops. | |
| One love One heart One chance. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. |
| zuò qǔ : Not Documented | |
| You can call me dreamer You can call me plain. | |
| A tiny bit of sunshine in between the driving rains. | |
| You can call me father You can cal me son. | |
| A little bit of yesterday future wrapped in one. | |
| I am the provider I' m the president. | |
| I am the forgiver here thru time and time again. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| I am just a schoolboy I am innocense. | |
| I am just a lonely kid behind that garden fence. | |
| I' m the voice of reason I' m the scared soul. | |
| I' m eternal fire and your shelter from the cold. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| This years model blue eyed son just waiting down the line. | |
| Sailing the high ways of the sun we are waiting for the harvest. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm. | |
| Look and see the bottom of that endless hole. | |
| I' m right there to send three words to save your soul. | |
| Sailing the high ways of the sun we are waiting for the dawn. | |
| And the harvest of our dreams. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm. | |
| Look and see the bottom of that endless hole. | |
| I' m right there to send three words to save your soul. | |
| I am right beside you when you dream alone. | |
| I' m the voice of summer now won' t you ride the wave? | |
| I am life in motion the laugher on the scale. | |
| If you take me seriously I' ll take you serious too. | |
| Ride together into the sunset, that' s all that we can do. | |
| You can call me dreamer You can call me plain. | |
| A tiny bit of sunshine in between the driving rains. | |
| You can call me father You can call me son. | |
| A little bit of yesterday future wrapped in one. | |
| We are life in motion with our chunk of time. | |
| Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles. | |
| Down the line I am the forgiver! | |
| I' m the voice of reason I' m the sacred soul. | |
| I' m the voice of summer won' t you take a ride. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. | |
| The further we go the closer we come. | |
| There' s one chance for everyone. | |
| One love one heart one chance. | |
| The higher we climb the more we see. | |
| Lands and visions above the treetops. | |
| One love One heart One chance. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. | |
| It' s like coming home coming home again. |