| Song | The Sun Fades the Color of Everything |
| Artist | Mary Gauthier |
| Album | Filth & Fire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gauthier | |
| (Mary Gauthier) | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Awaiting the return | |
| Of the passion that has left us | |
| With the patience we've learned | |
| Sinking in the ashes | |
| Of the red night's final swing | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Without much to say | |
| In our silent sanctuary | |
| We call it a day | |
| Seasons change quietly | |
| Winter whispers Spring | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| Me and you, we wait it out | |
| It might be 'round the bend | |
| Every time we think it's gone | |
| It comes back again | |
| We hold on to each other | |
| But to our faith we cling | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Waiting for a sign | |
| You follow yours | |
| And I follow mine | |
| Sleeping with our backs turned | |
| Floating off on polished wings | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| Me and you, we wait it out | |
| It might be 'round the bend | |
| Every time we think it's gone | |
| It comes back again | |
| We hold on to each other | |
| But to our faith we cling |
| zuo qu : Gauthier | |
| Mary Gauthier | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Awaiting the return | |
| Of the passion that has left us | |
| With the patience we' ve learned | |
| Sinking in the ashes | |
| Of the red night' s final swing | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Without much to say | |
| In our silent sanctuary | |
| We call it a day | |
| Seasons change quietly | |
| Winter whispers Spring | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| Me and you, we wait it out | |
| It might be ' round the bend | |
| Every time we think it' s gone | |
| It comes back again | |
| We hold on to each other | |
| But to our faith we cling | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Waiting for a sign | |
| You follow yours | |
| And I follow mine | |
| Sleeping with our backs turned | |
| Floating off on polished wings | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| Me and you, we wait it out | |
| It might be ' round the bend | |
| Every time we think it' s gone | |
| It comes back again | |
| We hold on to each other | |
| But to our faith we cling |
| zuò qǔ : Gauthier | |
| Mary Gauthier | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Awaiting the return | |
| Of the passion that has left us | |
| With the patience we' ve learned | |
| Sinking in the ashes | |
| Of the red night' s final swing | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Without much to say | |
| In our silent sanctuary | |
| We call it a day | |
| Seasons change quietly | |
| Winter whispers Spring | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| Me and you, we wait it out | |
| It might be ' round the bend | |
| Every time we think it' s gone | |
| It comes back again | |
| We hold on to each other | |
| But to our faith we cling | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| We lie here and we lie here | |
| Waiting for a sign | |
| You follow yours | |
| And I follow mine | |
| Sleeping with our backs turned | |
| Floating off on polished wings | |
| The sun fades the color of everything | |
| Me and you, we wait it out | |
| It might be ' round the bend | |
| Every time we think it' s gone | |
| It comes back again | |
| We hold on to each other | |
| But to our faith we cling |