Song | His Box |
Artist | Dali's Car |
Album | The Waking Hour |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Karn | |
作词 : Murphy | |
As she make a point | |
He makes a point of reference | |
She is very cold indeed | |
Nothing ever happens in his box | |
Oh... oh... oh... oh... | |
Buddha speaks quietly in the night | |
Can you see what you know | |
Buddha says there is no wrong or right | |
You just reap what you sow | |
Oh... oh... oh... | |
Still not able to see the sun | |
Desperately looks for the door | |
Blinded by the fool inside | |
Everything is happening in his box | |
Oh... oh... oh... | |
Buddha is giggling out of sight (sight) | |
There's no such thing as shame | |
With a light blow the box has gone | |
He's with himself again | |
Oh... oh...oh...oh... |
zuo qu : Karn | |
zuo ci : Murphy | |
As she make a point | |
He makes a point of reference | |
She is very cold indeed | |
Nothing ever happens in his box | |
Oh... oh... oh... oh... | |
Buddha speaks quietly in the night | |
Can you see what you know | |
Buddha says there is no wrong or right | |
You just reap what you sow | |
Oh... oh... oh... | |
Still not able to see the sun | |
Desperately looks for the door | |
Blinded by the fool inside | |
Everything is happening in his box | |
Oh... oh... oh... | |
Buddha is giggling out of sight sight | |
There' s no such thing as shame | |
With a light blow the box has gone | |
He' s with himself again | |
Oh... oh... oh... oh... |
zuò qǔ : Karn | |
zuò cí : Murphy | |
As she make a point | |
He makes a point of reference | |
She is very cold indeed | |
Nothing ever happens in his box | |
Oh... oh... oh... oh... | |
Buddha speaks quietly in the night | |
Can you see what you know | |
Buddha says there is no wrong or right | |
You just reap what you sow | |
Oh... oh... oh... | |
Still not able to see the sun | |
Desperately looks for the door | |
Blinded by the fool inside | |
Everything is happening in his box | |
Oh... oh... oh... | |
Buddha is giggling out of sight sight | |
There' s no such thing as shame | |
With a light blow the box has gone | |
He' s with himself again | |
Oh... oh... oh... oh... |