| Song | Hope Once Again |
| Artist | Kansas |
| Album | Freaks of Nature |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Walsh | |
| The flower dies the camera never lies fire baptizes | |
| The truth is light right or wrong is never black or white | |
| We all wear disguises | |
| If a picture could talk we would all look away | |
| There'd be too many voices | |
| Rain come on and wash away this hot city skin | |
| Pictures and memories and hope once again | |
| So many times | |
| I see you in my mind when | |
| I'm not trying to | |
| I see a trellis gate and | |
| I run like a child who's late | |
| Whose friends are waiting for him | |
| Well I never stopped to realize what was passing me by | |
| But love has a texture | |
| Catch a glimpse a reflection | |
| Of what would should or could have been | |
| Pictures and memories and hope once again | |
| I wonder if we know the future is now | |
| I wonder if we know the future is here |
| zuo ci : Walsh | |
| The flower dies the camera never lies fire baptizes | |
| The truth is light right or wrong is never black or white | |
| We all wear disguises | |
| If a picture could talk we would all look away | |
| There' d be too many voices | |
| Rain come on and wash away this hot city skin | |
| Pictures and memories and hope once again | |
| So many times | |
| I see you in my mind when | |
| I' m not trying to | |
| I see a trellis gate and | |
| I run like a child who' s late | |
| Whose friends are waiting for him | |
| Well I never stopped to realize what was passing me by | |
| But love has a texture | |
| Catch a glimpse a reflection | |
| Of what would should or could have been | |
| Pictures and memories and hope once again | |
| I wonder if we know the future is now | |
| I wonder if we know the future is here |
| zuò cí : Walsh | |
| The flower dies the camera never lies fire baptizes | |
| The truth is light right or wrong is never black or white | |
| We all wear disguises | |
| If a picture could talk we would all look away | |
| There' d be too many voices | |
| Rain come on and wash away this hot city skin | |
| Pictures and memories and hope once again | |
| So many times | |
| I see you in my mind when | |
| I' m not trying to | |
| I see a trellis gate and | |
| I run like a child who' s late | |
| Whose friends are waiting for him | |
| Well I never stopped to realize what was passing me by | |
| But love has a texture | |
| Catch a glimpse a reflection | |
| Of what would should or could have been | |
| Pictures and memories and hope once again | |
| I wonder if we know the future is now | |
| I wonder if we know the future is here |