Song | Picture of Things |
Artist | Bebo Norman |
Album | The Fabric of Verse |
作曲 : Norman | |
Deep in the night | |
Far past the point of slumber | |
I was wrapped in a love | |
It was woven fine | |
And it pulled me under | |
And I, I didn't want to leave her | |
And I didn't want to treat her | |
Like the story of my life | |
Just like that night | |
Love was fading fast | |
Leaving me cold inside | |
And where is that part | |
That houses all my fear | |
And which is the road that | |
I take from here | |
Where is this world, where is this world | |
Where is my seam to find the picture of things | |
Just down my road in that place | |
Would quickly go by | |
I found, in a world of its own | |
A secret flower | |
And I didn't know why | |
But I, I didn't want to leave it | |
But I knew | |
I couldn't keep it | |
Somewhere in this desert heart of mine | |
And miles away | |
I'm out of breath | |
And I'm outta my mind | |
And where is that part | |
That houses all my fear | |
And which is the road that i take from here | |
And where is this world, where is this world | |
Where is my seam to find the picture of things | |
And I know that time will come | |
And when all the words are said | |
And I know that time will be | |
When I consider my source instead of me | |
So pay no mind | |
No its just feel | |
I guess I'm just lonley | |
So i'm holding you agian | |
I'm just lonely | |
So i'm holding you again | |
I'm just lonely | |
So i'm holding you again |
zuò qǔ : Norman | |
Deep in the night | |
Far past the point of slumber | |
I was wrapped in a love | |
It was woven fine | |
And it pulled me under | |
And I, I didn' t want to leave her | |
And I didn' t want to treat her | |
Like the story of my life | |
Just like that night | |
Love was fading fast | |
Leaving me cold inside | |
And where is that part | |
That houses all my fear | |
And which is the road that | |
I take from here | |
Where is this world, where is this world | |
Where is my seam to find the picture of things | |
Just down my road in that place | |
Would quickly go by | |
I found, in a world of its own | |
A secret flower | |
And I didn' t know why | |
But I, I didn' t want to leave it | |
But I knew | |
I couldn' t keep it | |
Somewhere in this desert heart of mine | |
And miles away | |
I' m out of breath | |
And I' m outta my mind | |
And where is that part | |
That houses all my fear | |
And which is the road that i take from here | |
And where is this world, where is this world | |
Where is my seam to find the picture of things | |
And I know that time will come | |
And when all the words are said | |
And I know that time will be | |
When I consider my source instead of me | |
So pay no mind | |
No its just feel | |
I guess I' m just lonley | |
So i' m holding you agian | |
I' m just lonely | |
So i' m holding you again | |
I' m just lonely | |
So i' m holding you again |