| Song | This Is Who You Are |
| Artist | Trans-Siberian Orchestra |
| Album | Beethoven's Last Night:The complete narrated version |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Oliva, ONeill | |
| Sometimes, slowly, time brings revelation | |
| Waiting softly for someone to believe | |
| That the ghosts we've hidden or left to die | |
| Have now arisen and will arrive | |
| To say what has happened | |
| Say what has happened | |
| Say what has happened to me | |
| And who would have thought that you'd be the one | |
| That I would have found here waiting | |
| Lost in this night until you arrived | |
| And always too blind to see | |
| And who would have thought that after this time | |
| That I'd be the one you're saving | |
| Now undisguised the ghosts that survive | |
| Now say what was meant to be | |
| I never wanted to give my life away | |
| Who ever thought it would matter any way? | |
| Wandering inside this night | |
| Finding pieces of a life | |
| Never sure | |
| I'd ever know what it means | |
| It's the strangers in your life | |
| That you never thought you'd meet | |
| It's the hand that picked you up | |
| When you're laying in the street | |
| It's the hand that cut you down | |
| It's the dream that someone shared | |
| When you thought that all was lost | |
| It's the friend that wasn't there | |
| You can run from all the memory but never get that far | |
| For in the end they'll find you | |
| For this is who you are | |
| Change one note, change one line | |
| Nothing's going to be the same | |
| Change one loss, change one cut | |
| Everything is rearranged | |
| Every act cruel or kind lost inside our memory | |
| If you look there in time you'll find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in me |
| zuo qu : Oliva, ONeill | |
| Sometimes, slowly, time brings revelation | |
| Waiting softly for someone to believe | |
| That the ghosts we' ve hidden or left to die | |
| Have now arisen and will arrive | |
| To say what has happened | |
| Say what has happened | |
| Say what has happened to me | |
| And who would have thought that you' d be the one | |
| That I would have found here waiting | |
| Lost in this night until you arrived | |
| And always too blind to see | |
| And who would have thought that after this time | |
| That I' d be the one you' re saving | |
| Now undisguised the ghosts that survive | |
| Now say what was meant to be | |
| I never wanted to give my life away | |
| Who ever thought it would matter any way? | |
| Wandering inside this night | |
| Finding pieces of a life | |
| Never sure | |
| I' d ever know what it means | |
| It' s the strangers in your life | |
| That you never thought you' d meet | |
| It' s the hand that picked you up | |
| When you' re laying in the street | |
| It' s the hand that cut you down | |
| It' s the dream that someone shared | |
| When you thought that all was lost | |
| It' s the friend that wasn' t there | |
| You can run from all the memory but never get that far | |
| For in the end they' ll find you | |
| For this is who you are | |
| Change one note, change one line | |
| Nothing' s going to be the same | |
| Change one loss, change one cut | |
| Everything is rearranged | |
| Every act cruel or kind lost inside our memory | |
| If you look there in time you' ll find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in me |
| zuò qǔ : Oliva, ONeill | |
| Sometimes, slowly, time brings revelation | |
| Waiting softly for someone to believe | |
| That the ghosts we' ve hidden or left to die | |
| Have now arisen and will arrive | |
| To say what has happened | |
| Say what has happened | |
| Say what has happened to me | |
| And who would have thought that you' d be the one | |
| That I would have found here waiting | |
| Lost in this night until you arrived | |
| And always too blind to see | |
| And who would have thought that after this time | |
| That I' d be the one you' re saving | |
| Now undisguised the ghosts that survive | |
| Now say what was meant to be | |
| I never wanted to give my life away | |
| Who ever thought it would matter any way? | |
| Wandering inside this night | |
| Finding pieces of a life | |
| Never sure | |
| I' d ever know what it means | |
| It' s the strangers in your life | |
| That you never thought you' d meet | |
| It' s the hand that picked you up | |
| When you' re laying in the street | |
| It' s the hand that cut you down | |
| It' s the dream that someone shared | |
| When you thought that all was lost | |
| It' s the friend that wasn' t there | |
| You can run from all the memory but never get that far | |
| For in the end they' ll find you | |
| For this is who you are | |
| Change one note, change one line | |
| Nothing' s going to be the same | |
| Change one loss, change one cut | |
| Everything is rearranged | |
| Every act cruel or kind lost inside our memory | |
| If you look there in time you' ll find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in | |
| Find it in me |