| Song | Two-Twenty-Nine |
| Artist | Brave Saint Saturn |
| Album | So Far From Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Roper | |
| No one told me it was going to rain today, | |
| I turn my face down from the sky, | |
| Something broke inside my heart today, | |
| Christmas presents on the day she died. | |
| Crippled dreams are never mentioned, | |
| Broken things that never heal, | |
| Mother said for me to give it time, | |
| Tonight I cannot help but cry, | |
| February twenty-nine. | |
| Chorus In a world of dying children, | |
| Rain never seems to cease, | |
| I will hope for things unseen now, | |
| One day my heart will be at peace. | |
| I said I loved her and she knew it, | |
| Whispered softly to the sky tonight, | |
| She is warm and safe in | |
| Heaven, In the loving arms of | |
| Jesus Christ. | |
| There is a place that we call heaven, | |
| A place where children never cry, where you are never cold or hungry, a place where you cannot go blind. | |
| I turn my face up to the sky now, | |
| I wipe the tears from my eyes, | |
| Thank you | |
| God she lives forever, | |
| February twenty-nine. |
| zuo qu : Roper | |
| No one told me it was going to rain today, | |
| I turn my face down from the sky, | |
| Something broke inside my heart today, | |
| Christmas presents on the day she died. | |
| Crippled dreams are never mentioned, | |
| Broken things that never heal, | |
| Mother said for me to give it time, | |
| Tonight I cannot help but cry, | |
| February twentynine. | |
| Chorus In a world of dying children, | |
| Rain never seems to cease, | |
| I will hope for things unseen now, | |
| One day my heart will be at peace. | |
| I said I loved her and she knew it, | |
| Whispered softly to the sky tonight, | |
| She is warm and safe in | |
| Heaven, In the loving arms of | |
| Jesus Christ. | |
| There is a place that we call heaven, | |
| A place where children never cry, where you are never cold or hungry, a place where you cannot go blind. | |
| I turn my face up to the sky now, | |
| I wipe the tears from my eyes, | |
| Thank you | |
| God she lives forever, | |
| February twentynine. |
| zuò qǔ : Roper | |
| No one told me it was going to rain today, | |
| I turn my face down from the sky, | |
| Something broke inside my heart today, | |
| Christmas presents on the day she died. | |
| Crippled dreams are never mentioned, | |
| Broken things that never heal, | |
| Mother said for me to give it time, | |
| Tonight I cannot help but cry, | |
| February twentynine. | |
| Chorus In a world of dying children, | |
| Rain never seems to cease, | |
| I will hope for things unseen now, | |
| One day my heart will be at peace. | |
| I said I loved her and she knew it, | |
| Whispered softly to the sky tonight, | |
| She is warm and safe in | |
| Heaven, In the loving arms of | |
| Jesus Christ. | |
| There is a place that we call heaven, | |
| A place where children never cry, where you are never cold or hungry, a place where you cannot go blind. | |
| I turn my face up to the sky now, | |
| I wipe the tears from my eyes, | |
| Thank you | |
| God she lives forever, | |
| February twentynine. |