Song | Cold and Dead |
Artist | William Elliott Whitmore |
Album | Hymns for the Hopeless |
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作词 : Whitmore | |
Well sing with me a hymn | |
For the light that has dimmed | |
For the heart that no longer beats | |
And even until death when nothing else is left and the pain has finally ceased | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine | |
Sing with me a hymn | |
For the body that's grown weary | |
For the voice that's forever still | |
And my lips will utter praise | |
Until the end of days for the space that can not be filled | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine | |
Well I will be your roof | |
Your shelter from the storm | |
Your footing against the wind | |
And I'll mend for you my dear | |
Those hopes that have been torn | |
And I hope our paths will cross again | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine |
zuo ci : Whitmore | |
Well sing with me a hymn | |
For the light that has dimmed | |
For the heart that no longer beats | |
And even until death when nothing else is left and the pain has finally ceased | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine | |
Sing with me a hymn | |
For the body that' s grown weary | |
For the voice that' s forever still | |
And my lips will utter praise | |
Until the end of days for the space that can not be filled | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine | |
Well I will be your roof | |
Your shelter from the storm | |
Your footing against the wind | |
And I' ll mend for you my dear | |
Those hopes that have been torn | |
And I hope our paths will cross again | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine |
zuò cí : Whitmore | |
Well sing with me a hymn | |
For the light that has dimmed | |
For the heart that no longer beats | |
And even until death when nothing else is left and the pain has finally ceased | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine | |
Sing with me a hymn | |
For the body that' s grown weary | |
For the voice that' s forever still | |
And my lips will utter praise | |
Until the end of days for the space that can not be filled | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine | |
Well I will be your roof | |
Your shelter from the storm | |
Your footing against the wind | |
And I' ll mend for you my dear | |
Those hopes that have been torn | |
And I hope our paths will cross again | |
And the sun will never shine on this cold dead heart of mine |