| Song | Never Seeing the Ground for the Sky |
| Artist | Sloan |
| Album | Pretty Together |
| 作词 : Sloan | |
| I can see the light | |
| I turn from wrong to rightshining down above from | |
| Tokyoon a less than supersonic flightand all | |
| I really want to know | |
| I really really need to knowis how many timescan a person try to hold it togetherflying too highjust revolvingnever seeing the ground - for the skylook in my eyesand try to tell me that you're seeing anotherdo you feel it when you're flying above herand how many waysnot the highs - problem solvingbelieving the lowsand revolvingnever seeing the ground - for the skynow the time is rightunder brand new ultraviolet lighton a subway underneath tokyo | |
| I turn from wrong to rightand just before | |
| I have to gohow many waysthere's something that | |
| I need to konwsomething isn't rightcan a woman sympathise with her motherand the family life is touch and gonobody knows anymorewhether love can go from one to the otherbelieveing the lowsnot the high - never knowingwell | |
| I'm taking a pice of the blue skyand revolvingnever feeling the lows - only | |
| I can see the lightnever seeing the ground - for the sky |
| zuò cí : Sloan | |
| I can see the light | |
| I turn from wrong to rightshining down above from | |
| Tokyoon a less than supersonic flightand all | |
| I really want to know | |
| I really really need to knowis how many timescan a person try to hold it togetherflying too highjust revolvingnever seeing the ground for the skylook in my eyesand try to tell me that you' re seeing anotherdo you feel it when you' re flying above herand how many waysnot the highs problem solvingbelieving the lowsand revolvingnever seeing the ground for the skynow the time is rightunder brand new ultraviolet lighton a subway underneath tokyo | |
| I turn from wrong to rightand just before | |
| I have to gohow many waysthere' s something that | |
| I need to konwsomething isn' t rightcan a woman sympathise with her motherand the family life is touch and gonobody knows anymorewhether love can go from one to the otherbelieveing the lowsnot the high never knowingwell | |
| I' m taking a pice of the blue skyand revolvingnever feeling the lows only | |
| I can see the lightnever seeing the ground for the sky |