Song | The Man Inside |
Artist | Bebo Norman |
Album | The Fabric of Verse |
作曲 : Norman | |
You're waking me up from my daydream | |
Making me look up from my precious world | |
Forcing me to see your point of view | |
This broken sidewalk, not so broken as | |
The man who likes to walk, jumping all the cracks | |
Pushing his old bike, he's sure to smile at you | |
I was looking for the quick way home | |
But you were happy just to be alone | |
Something magic must have caught my eye | |
I saw the secret of the man inside | |
I saw the secret of the man inside | |
It's not the sun-baked brick lines in your skin | |
Thick with chain grease, aged and clumsy hands | |
It isn't struggled words you fight to say | |
Beneath the man-suit, beneath your purple skin | |
There is a boy who don’t know that he's a man | |
He simply close his eyes and he can fly away | |
I was driving in the same old car | |
But you were dreaming of a land so far away | |
I was looking through my corner eye | |
But you were singing with the man inside | |
You were singing with the man inside | |
Some think they got a lot to offer some think they got a lot to give | |
Those people think they own this world but some people know to truly live |
zuò qǔ : Norman | |
You' re waking me up from my daydream | |
Making me look up from my precious world | |
Forcing me to see your point of view | |
This broken sidewalk, not so broken as | |
The man who likes to walk, jumping all the cracks | |
Pushing his old bike, he' s sure to smile at you | |
I was looking for the quick way home | |
But you were happy just to be alone | |
Something magic must have caught my eye | |
I saw the secret of the man inside | |
I saw the secret of the man inside | |
It' s not the sunbaked brick lines in your skin | |
Thick with chain grease, aged and clumsy hands | |
It isn' t struggled words you fight to say | |
Beneath the mansuit, beneath your purple skin | |
There is a boy who don' t know that he' s a man | |
He simply close his eyes and he can fly away | |
I was driving in the same old car | |
But you were dreaming of a land so far away | |
I was looking through my corner eye | |
But you were singing with the man inside | |
You were singing with the man inside | |
Some think they got a lot to offer some think they got a lot to give | |
Those people think they own this world but some people know to truly live |