作曲 : Urban Romantic City | |
作词 : J.Han/Tabby | |
I guess it’s just another check off | |
on some kind of bucket | |
list that I’d made up | |
Experience heartbreak | |
before the age of 30 | |
right before you | |
mark the make an eagle or a birdie | |
boxed in most of my grief | |
and my sorrows | |
put it on a tee | |
and hit it to Kilimanjaro | |
Hoping for a farewell | |
or goodbye 안녕 | |
to never see it again | |
or feel it again | |
I’m young | |
it’s what I tell myself | |
Believing that to be a word | |
of healing doesn’t help | |
cause it’s merely | |
just a band aid over the wound | |
festering and uncleaned | |
Then what do I do | |
Man I got this vast limbo land | |
that I am traveling | |
The truth of my humanity | |
is slowly unraveling | |
It appears I don't have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
잃어버린 | |
잃어버린 사랑 | |
could I find it again | |
잃어버린 | |
잃어버린 사랑 | |
could I find it again | |
I guess it’s just another tale of | |
love lost sweet but went stale | |
too weak to exhale | |
this meek and real frail | |
of a heart had some weeks | |
of feeling in jail ugh | |
Good grief this 마음 | |
of mine is in a funk | |
Tryna get out | |
빨리 빨리 | |
Plus my head is getting filled | |
with a lot of junk | |
Time to move on | |
아니 아니 | |
Man what’s going on | |
This tug of war is wearing on me | |
I’mma bottle up the tears only | |
if I get a solid promise | |
from my Abba | |
that regardless of the climate | |
I’ll be never cold and lonely | |
hold me | |
show me that You really know me | |
I need the time to heal | |
hope will on keep growing | |
It appears I don't have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
I guess whatever doesn’t kill you | |
can only make you stronger huh | |
But I find that | |
His strength in weakness is great | |
it’s such an odd phenomena | |
It appears I don't have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
It appears I don't have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that’s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
잃어버린 | |
잃어버린 사랑 | |
could I find it again | |
잃어버린 | |
잃어버린 사랑 | |
could I find it again | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
잃어버린 | |
잃어버린 사랑 | |
could I find it again |
zuo qu : Urban Romantic City | |
zuo ci : J. Han Tabby | |
I guess it' s just another check off | |
on some kind of bucket | |
list that I' d made up | |
Experience heartbreak | |
before the age of 30 | |
right before you | |
mark the make an eagle or a birdie | |
boxed in most of my grief | |
and my sorrows | |
put it on a tee | |
and hit it to Kilimanjaro | |
Hoping for a farewell | |
or goodbye | |
to never see it again | |
or feel it again | |
I' m young | |
it' s what I tell myself | |
Believing that to be a word | |
of healing doesn' t help | |
cause it' s merely | |
just a band aid over the wound | |
festering and uncleaned | |
Then what do I do | |
Man I got this vast limbo land | |
that I am traveling | |
The truth of my humanity | |
is slowly unraveling | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
could I find it again | |
could I find it again | |
I guess it' s just another tale of | |
love lost sweet but went stale | |
too weak to exhale | |
this meek and real frail | |
of a heart had some weeks | |
of feeling in jail ugh | |
Good grief this | |
of mine is in a funk | |
Tryna get out | |
Plus my head is getting filled | |
with a lot of junk | |
Time to move on | |
Man what' s going on | |
This tug of war is wearing on me | |
I' mma bottle up the tears only | |
if I get a solid promise | |
from my Abba | |
that regardless of the climate | |
I' ll be never cold and lonely | |
hold me | |
show me that You really know me | |
I need the time to heal | |
hope will on keep growing | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
I guess whatever doesn' t kill you | |
can only make you stronger huh | |
But I find that | |
His strength in weakness is great | |
it' s such an odd phenomena | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
could I find it again | |
could I find it again | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
could I find it again |
zuò qǔ : Urban Romantic City | |
zuò cí : J. Han Tabby | |
I guess it' s just another check off | |
on some kind of bucket | |
list that I' d made up | |
Experience heartbreak | |
before the age of 30 | |
right before you | |
mark the make an eagle or a birdie | |
boxed in most of my grief | |
and my sorrows | |
put it on a tee | |
and hit it to Kilimanjaro | |
Hoping for a farewell | |
or goodbye | |
to never see it again | |
or feel it again | |
I' m young | |
it' s what I tell myself | |
Believing that to be a word | |
of healing doesn' t help | |
cause it' s merely | |
just a band aid over the wound | |
festering and uncleaned | |
Then what do I do | |
Man I got this vast limbo land | |
that I am traveling | |
The truth of my humanity | |
is slowly unraveling | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
could I find it again | |
could I find it again | |
I guess it' s just another tale of | |
love lost sweet but went stale | |
too weak to exhale | |
this meek and real frail | |
of a heart had some weeks | |
of feeling in jail ugh | |
Good grief this | |
of mine is in a funk | |
Tryna get out | |
Plus my head is getting filled | |
with a lot of junk | |
Time to move on | |
Man what' s going on | |
This tug of war is wearing on me | |
I' mma bottle up the tears only | |
if I get a solid promise | |
from my Abba | |
that regardless of the climate | |
I' ll be never cold and lonely | |
hold me | |
show me that You really know me | |
I need the time to heal | |
hope will on keep growing | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
I guess whatever doesn' t kill you | |
can only make you stronger huh | |
But I find that | |
His strength in weakness is great | |
it' s such an odd phenomena | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
It appears I don' t have | |
much face left to save | |
Maybe that' s the best road to take | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
could I find it again | |
could I find it again | |
What if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
to the ends of the earth | |
my friend | |
and if we ran away | |
so far away | |
away from here | |
could I find it again again | |
could I find it again |