LRC歌词
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[by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810]
[00:10.770]If I don't stand out like a star among the moons
[00:15.840]If I am always late and he always backs away too soon
[00:20.880]I walk the world with a skin so thin
[00:25.110]I can wear no adequate protection
[00:28.200]Everything comes crashing in
[00:30.630]If I'm too wide open for this place
[00:35.520]But not enough for him to recognize my face
[00:41.100]How will he find me
[00:45.720]With no one's arms to gather me together
[00:51.180]How will he find me
[00:55.800]Only held by gravity faded with uncertainty
[01:00.600]No longer young and not that pretty
[01:02.880]How will he ever find me
[01:09.780]It never seems to matter the tears I cry
[01:14.910]There's a well inside of me that never runs dry
[01:19.950]From being born I guess and born in life until we die
[01:26.340]The music and the hope for love keep me alive
[01:41.100]Still I wonder how will he find me
[01:58.290]And what shall I do with a drunken heart
[02:07.410]With goggle eyes and the troubling hunger
[02:12.000]Reaching forward to trick mirror men
[02:15.870]Leaning out and in again
[02:18.240]If love is a game how can it be creation
[02:23.280]And if I'm wasting my time
[02:41.670]How will he find me
文本歌词
If I don't stand out like a star among the moons
If I am always late and he always backs away too soon
I walk the world with a skin so thin
I can wear no adequate protection
Everything comes crashing in
If I'm too wide open for this place
But not enough for him to recognize my face
How will he find me
With no one's arms to gather me together
How will he find me
Only held by gravity faded with uncertainty
No longer young and not that pretty
How will he ever find me
It never seems to matter the tears I cry
There's a well inside of me that never runs dry
From being born I guess and born in life until we die
The music and the hope for love keep me alive
Still I wonder how will he find me
And what shall I do with a drunken heart
With goggle eyes and the troubling hunger
Reaching forward to trick mirror men
Leaning out and in again
If love is a game how can it be creation
And if I'm wasting my time
How will he find me