Song | More Not More |
Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
Album | Humans |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cockburn | |
I don't mean to cling to you my friends | |
It's just I hate the day to have to end | |
Never enough time to spend | |
I haven't done enough for this to be the end | |
There must be more... more... | |
More songs more warmth | |
More love more life | |
Not more fear not more fame | |
Not more money not more games | |
There -- you -- coming through the crowd | |
Blue light silhouettes your head | |
I want to shout your name out loud | |
But I shout inside instead | |
There must be more... more... | |
More current more spark | |
More touch deep in the heart | |
Not more thoughtless cruelty | |
Not more being this lonely... | |
Don't I hear them talking? | |
Don't I know what they say? | |
I'm a fool for thinking | |
Things could be better than they were today | |
There must be more... more... | |
More growth more truth | |
More chains more loose | |
Not more pain not more walls | |
Not more living human voodoo dolls |
zuo ci : Cockburn | |
I don' t mean to cling to you my friends | |
It' s just I hate the day to have to end | |
Never enough time to spend | |
I haven' t done enough for this to be the end | |
There must be more... more... | |
More songs more warmth | |
More love more life | |
Not more fear not more fame | |
Not more money not more games | |
There you coming through the crowd | |
Blue light silhouettes your head | |
I want to shout your name out loud | |
But I shout inside instead | |
There must be more... more... | |
More current more spark | |
More touch deep in the heart | |
Not more thoughtless cruelty | |
Not more being this lonely... | |
Don' t I hear them talking? | |
Don' t I know what they say? | |
I' m a fool for thinking | |
Things could be better than they were today | |
There must be more... more... | |
More growth more truth | |
More chains more loose | |
Not more pain not more walls | |
Not more living human voodoo dolls |
zuò cí : Cockburn | |
I don' t mean to cling to you my friends | |
It' s just I hate the day to have to end | |
Never enough time to spend | |
I haven' t done enough for this to be the end | |
There must be more... more... | |
More songs more warmth | |
More love more life | |
Not more fear not more fame | |
Not more money not more games | |
There you coming through the crowd | |
Blue light silhouettes your head | |
I want to shout your name out loud | |
But I shout inside instead | |
There must be more... more... | |
More current more spark | |
More touch deep in the heart | |
Not more thoughtless cruelty | |
Not more being this lonely... | |
Don' t I hear them talking? | |
Don' t I know what they say? | |
I' m a fool for thinking | |
Things could be better than they were today | |
There must be more... more... | |
More growth more truth | |
More chains more loose | |
Not more pain not more walls | |
Not more living human voodoo dolls |