Song | Lightbulb Song |
Artist | Carina Round |
Album | The First Blood Mystery |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Round | |
Fade into blue | |
Every time I take myself | |
Where can I take you? | |
Where you won't be there? | |
Out of my reach | |
The past hangs bright like | |
1800 watt lightbulb | |
Illuminating my mind | |
I just don't know anymore | |
What you're thinking or when you're thinking about it | |
Would you touch me or would you rather do without it? | |
All your life, well do you crave for something more? | |
It's high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
All your life, do you crave for something more? | |
These dreams, my fears, they disappear, I'm falling free, falling free | |
Passion and desire | |
My heat is rising | |
There's a hungry dog howling | |
In the throes of my mind | |
All that's left, anymore | |
A heartbeat through our young skin | |
Nothing comes out | |
And nothing goes in | |
All your life do you crave for something more? | |
It's high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
All your life do you crave for something more? | |
In dreams my fears, they disappear, failing, falling | |
All your life do you pray for something more? | |
Your dreams, my fears they disappear, they disappear, they disappear | |
All your life do you crave something more? | |
The dreams, my fears they disappear, words just trip, words just trip | |
From your fingertips | |
All that's left, anymore, | |
A heartbeat through iron skin | |
Nothing comes out and nothing goes in |
zuo qu : Round | |
Fade into blue | |
Every time I take myself | |
Where can I take you? | |
Where you won' t be there? | |
Out of my reach | |
The past hangs bright like | |
1800 watt lightbulb | |
Illuminating my mind | |
I just don' t know anymore | |
What you' re thinking or when you' re thinking about it | |
Would you touch me or would you rather do without it? | |
All your life, well do you crave for something more? | |
It' s high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
All your life, do you crave for something more? | |
These dreams, my fears, they disappear, I' m falling free, falling free | |
Passion and desire | |
My heat is rising | |
There' s a hungry dog howling | |
In the throes of my mind | |
All that' s left, anymore | |
A heartbeat through our young skin | |
Nothing comes out | |
And nothing goes in | |
All your life do you crave for something more? | |
It' s high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
All your life do you crave for something more? | |
In dreams my fears, they disappear, failing, falling | |
All your life do you pray for something more? | |
Your dreams, my fears they disappear, they disappear, they disappear | |
All your life do you crave something more? | |
The dreams, my fears they disappear, words just trip, words just trip | |
From your fingertips | |
All that' s left, anymore, | |
A heartbeat through iron skin | |
Nothing comes out and nothing goes in |
zuò qǔ : Round | |
Fade into blue | |
Every time I take myself | |
Where can I take you? | |
Where you won' t be there? | |
Out of my reach | |
The past hangs bright like | |
1800 watt lightbulb | |
Illuminating my mind | |
I just don' t know anymore | |
What you' re thinking or when you' re thinking about it | |
Would you touch me or would you rather do without it? | |
All your life, well do you crave for something more? | |
It' s high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
All your life, do you crave for something more? | |
These dreams, my fears, they disappear, I' m falling free, falling free | |
Passion and desire | |
My heat is rising | |
There' s a hungry dog howling | |
In the throes of my mind | |
All that' s left, anymore | |
A heartbeat through our young skin | |
Nothing comes out | |
And nothing goes in | |
All your life do you crave for something more? | |
It' s high time you opened your eyes, open your eyes | |
All your life do you crave for something more? | |
In dreams my fears, they disappear, failing, falling | |
All your life do you pray for something more? | |
Your dreams, my fears they disappear, they disappear, they disappear | |
All your life do you crave something more? | |
The dreams, my fears they disappear, words just trip, words just trip | |
From your fingertips | |
All that' s left, anymore, | |
A heartbeat through iron skin | |
Nothing comes out and nothing goes in |