Song | Nothing Will Change |
Artist | Christopher Cross |
Album | Rendezvous |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cross, Meurer | |
The boys find a home in a family born of hate | |
The girls plant desperate love | |
In a womb that just won't wait | |
Forgotten mother pushes a cart with her heart | |
Through a twisted fate | |
As walls come down and spirits rise | |
The business of fear never dies | |
The artful dodgers with their false alarms | |
Take from the mouths to feed the arms | |
Pit god against god for a piece of land | |
They think they hear his words but they don't understand | |
Like a river lost on its way to the sea | |
Where is humanity | |
I know that nothing will change ' | |
Til it changes in me ' | |
Til it changes in you | |
There's a plague upon the body | |
A plague upon the mind | |
While the bridge is burning are we deaf dumb and blind > | |
From the fallen forest to the poison bay | |
The world is turning | |
Turning out that way | |
Fe fi fo fum | |
I smell the blood of an | |
Englishman | |
Fe fi fo fum | |
I smell the blood of an | |
Irishman I smell the blood of an | |
African I smell the blood of | |
Americans | |
I smell the blood of a | |
Chinaman I smell the blood of an | |
Indian I smell the blood of | |
Rumanians | |
I smell the blood of a | |
Latin American | |
I smell the blood of a million sons | |
I smell the blood of everyone |
zuo ci : Cross, Meurer | |
The boys find a home in a family born of hate | |
The girls plant desperate love | |
In a womb that just won' t wait | |
Forgotten mother pushes a cart with her heart | |
Through a twisted fate | |
As walls come down and spirits rise | |
The business of fear never dies | |
The artful dodgers with their false alarms | |
Take from the mouths to feed the arms | |
Pit god against god for a piece of land | |
They think they hear his words but they don' t understand | |
Like a river lost on its way to the sea | |
Where is humanity | |
I know that nothing will change ' | |
Til it changes in me ' | |
Til it changes in you | |
There' s a plague upon the body | |
A plague upon the mind | |
While the bridge is burning are we deaf dumb and blind | |
From the fallen forest to the poison bay | |
The world is turning | |
Turning out that way | |
Fe fi fo fum | |
I smell the blood of an | |
Englishman | |
Fe fi fo fum | |
I smell the blood of an | |
Irishman I smell the blood of an | |
African I smell the blood of | |
Americans | |
I smell the blood of a | |
Chinaman I smell the blood of an | |
Indian I smell the blood of | |
Rumanians | |
I smell the blood of a | |
Latin American | |
I smell the blood of a million sons | |
I smell the blood of everyone |
zuò cí : Cross, Meurer | |
The boys find a home in a family born of hate | |
The girls plant desperate love | |
In a womb that just won' t wait | |
Forgotten mother pushes a cart with her heart | |
Through a twisted fate | |
As walls come down and spirits rise | |
The business of fear never dies | |
The artful dodgers with their false alarms | |
Take from the mouths to feed the arms | |
Pit god against god for a piece of land | |
They think they hear his words but they don' t understand | |
Like a river lost on its way to the sea | |
Where is humanity | |
I know that nothing will change ' | |
Til it changes in me ' | |
Til it changes in you | |
There' s a plague upon the body | |
A plague upon the mind | |
While the bridge is burning are we deaf dumb and blind | |
From the fallen forest to the poison bay | |
The world is turning | |
Turning out that way | |
Fe fi fo fum | |
I smell the blood of an | |
Englishman | |
Fe fi fo fum | |
I smell the blood of an | |
Irishman I smell the blood of an | |
African I smell the blood of | |
Americans | |
I smell the blood of a | |
Chinaman I smell the blood of an | |
Indian I smell the blood of | |
Rumanians | |
I smell the blood of a | |
Latin American | |
I smell the blood of a million sons | |
I smell the blood of everyone |