Lying In Wait - Depressive Age
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Lying In Wait
歌手：Depressive Age
所属专辑：Lying in Wait
发行时间：1993-10-13
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Lying In Wait - Depressive Age 文本歌词
There is a new time
There is a door
The door is open to a floor
A lot of times
A lot of thoughts
A long long way
There is no end of doors
Go here! And there's a new room filled up with surprises
Lay down your body in mother's air
The wind will drift you anywhere
Lay down your body and feel a bed
But not these thrills to make you really mad
Believe it!
You cannot steer, the wind takes care of you
Believe it!
There is a new time
There is a floor
And doors are wide open to new thoughts
Souls want to know what's out of sight in this palace called life
There is a door
The door is open to a floor
A lot of times
A lot of thoughts
A long long way
There is no end of doors
Go here! And there's a new room filled up with surprises
Lay down your body in mother's air
The wind will drift you anywhere
Lay down your body and feel a bed
But not these thrills to make you really mad
Believe it!
You cannot steer, the wind takes care of you
Believe it!
There is a new time
There is a floor
And doors are wide open to new thoughts
Souls want to know what's out of sight in this palace called life
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