Song | Fistful of Love |
Artist | Antony and the Johnsons |
Album | The Lake |
作曲 : Antony | |
I was lying in my bed last night staring | |
At a ceiling full of stars | |
When it suddenly hit me | |
I just have to let you know how I feel | |
We live together in a photograph of time | |
I look into your eyes | |
And the seas open up to me | |
I tell you I love you | |
And I always will | |
And I know you can't tell me | |
I know you can't tell me | |
So I'm left to pick up | |
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion | |
So I'm left to pick up | |
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion | |
And I feel your fists | |
And I know it's out of love | |
And I feel the whip | |
And I know it's out of love | |
And I feel your burning eyes burning holes | |
Straight through my heart | |
It's out of love | |
It's out of love | |
I accept and I collect upon my body | |
The memories of your devotion | |
I accept and I collect upon by body | |
The memories of your devotion | |
And I feel your fists | |
And I know it's out of love | |
And I feel the whip | |
And I know it's out of love | |
And I feel your burning eyes burning holes | |
Straight through my heart | |
It's out of love, ooh hoo | |
It's out of love | |
Give me a little bit serious love | |
Give me a little full love | |
Be full of love | |
Fists, fists, fists full of love... |
zuò qǔ : Antony | |
I was lying in my bed last night staring | |
At a ceiling full of stars | |
When it suddenly hit me | |
I just have to let you know how I feel | |
We live together in a photograph of time | |
I look into your eyes | |
And the seas open up to me | |
I tell you I love you | |
And I always will | |
And I know you can' t tell me | |
I know you can' t tell me | |
So I' m left to pick up | |
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion | |
So I' m left to pick up | |
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion | |
And I feel your fists | |
And I know it' s out of love | |
And I feel the whip | |
And I know it' s out of love | |
And I feel your burning eyes burning holes | |
Straight through my heart | |
It' s out of love | |
It' s out of love | |
I accept and I collect upon my body | |
The memories of your devotion | |
I accept and I collect upon by body | |
The memories of your devotion | |
And I feel your fists | |
And I know it' s out of love | |
And I feel the whip | |
And I know it' s out of love | |
And I feel your burning eyes burning holes | |
Straight through my heart | |
It' s out of love, ooh hoo | |
It' s out of love | |
Give me a little bit serious love | |
Give me a little full love | |
Be full of love | |
Fists, fists, fists full of love... |