| Song | A Private Future |
| Artist | Love and Rockets |
| Album | Seventh Dream of Teenage Heaven |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Love & Rockets | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| You snatched at the trees | |
| In the starry dark green sleep | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| You think at the river and set it flowing | |
| A late fog's lifting a fast wind's rising | |
| So you turn to reflect on your brief life | |
| Session slip | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| Cut by the scars of timeless coming back | |
| Realize the unreachable is nothing | |
| Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped | |
| Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped | |
| God's good to the humble | |
| As the devil is to fools | |
| Stop looking back in anger | |
| Cause you can't change the rules | |
| Believe in where you're going | |
| But don't lose your yesterdays | |
| To terrify to cry its true | |
| Your life is just a game | |
| So I need a million dollars | |
| To sit on mountain tops | |
| To see the stars surround you | |
| Is to see an awful lot | |
| I see the work of sinners | |
| I see the work of saints | |
| So I see the work of everyone | |
| That's ever ever been | |
| Sleep without reason | |
| Your laughing masks your love | |
| You've got so many scars | |
| How does it feel deep in your heart? | |
| Cause when the covers blown over | |
| It'll crack up your skin | |
| So now you're drowning your sorrows | |
| In whiskey and sin | |
| Live the life you love | |
| Use a god you trust | |
| And don't take it all too seriously | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH |
| zuo ci : Love Rockets | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| You snatched at the trees | |
| In the starry dark green sleep | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| You think at the river and set it flowing | |
| A late fog' s lifting a fast wind' s rising | |
| So you turn to reflect on your brief life | |
| Session slip | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| Cut by the scars of timeless coming back | |
| Realize the unreachable is nothing | |
| Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped | |
| Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped | |
| God' s good to the humble | |
| As the devil is to fools | |
| Stop looking back in anger | |
| Cause you can' t change the rules | |
| Believe in where you' re going | |
| But don' t lose your yesterdays | |
| To terrify to cry its true | |
| Your life is just a game | |
| So I need a million dollars | |
| To sit on mountain tops | |
| To see the stars surround you | |
| Is to see an awful lot | |
| I see the work of sinners | |
| I see the work of saints | |
| So I see the work of everyone | |
| That' s ever ever been | |
| Sleep without reason | |
| Your laughing masks your love | |
| You' ve got so many scars | |
| How does it feel deep in your heart? | |
| Cause when the covers blown over | |
| It' ll crack up your skin | |
| So now you' re drowning your sorrows | |
| In whiskey and sin | |
| Live the life you love | |
| Use a god you trust | |
| And don' t take it all too seriously | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH |
| zuò cí : Love Rockets | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| You snatched at the trees | |
| In the starry dark green sleep | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| You think at the river and set it flowing | |
| A late fog' s lifting a fast wind' s rising | |
| So you turn to reflect on your brief life | |
| Session slip | |
| Thinking of your private future | |
| Cut by the scars of timeless coming back | |
| Realize the unreachable is nothing | |
| Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped | |
| Cool winds wash down your hope and you slipped | |
| God' s good to the humble | |
| As the devil is to fools | |
| Stop looking back in anger | |
| Cause you can' t change the rules | |
| Believe in where you' re going | |
| But don' t lose your yesterdays | |
| To terrify to cry its true | |
| Your life is just a game | |
| So I need a million dollars | |
| To sit on mountain tops | |
| To see the stars surround you | |
| Is to see an awful lot | |
| I see the work of sinners | |
| I see the work of saints | |
| So I see the work of everyone | |
| That' s ever ever been | |
| Sleep without reason | |
| Your laughing masks your love | |
| You' ve got so many scars | |
| How does it feel deep in your heart? | |
| Cause when the covers blown over | |
| It' ll crack up your skin | |
| So now you' re drowning your sorrows | |
| In whiskey and sin | |
| Live the life you love | |
| Use a god you trust | |
| And don' t take it all too seriously | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH | |
| AHHHH |