| Song | More Than Likely |
| Artist | P.M. Dawn |
| Album | Most Requested |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cordes | |
| What's the use in trying | |
| If all my senses say no place exists for you | |
| What's the use in hoding out my arms | |
| I couldn't find reasons if | |
| I tried to... | |
| What's the use in floating if all it does is tell you someone's under you | |
| What's the use in being if | |
| I learn to be neglectful to all the things that mean the most to most of you... | |
| But I can hear me say... ( chorus ) | |
| More than likely | |
| I'm the one you're living for | |
| If I find out | |
| I am then | |
| I'll finally understand when | |
| I say... More than likely | |
| I'm the one you're living for | |
| More than likely (living for)... | |
| What's the use in praying | |
| For all the things that mean so much to none of you... | |
| What's the use in pouring out my heart into situations | |
| I could cry thorough | |
| Oh, what's the use in closing all the doors that let the loving into you... | |
| What's the use of loving | |
| If I learn | |
| Not to feel anything at all, even if it means the most to you.... | |
| But I can hear me say ( chorus ) | |
| Even If you find that | |
| I'm transcending most of my mind... | |
| Through the often closing doors of what's to come, and what's in store. | |
| Even if because you find | |
| I'm spending most of my love... | |
| To the often closed minds that must require what you're living for... | |
| What's the use in clinging (let go) | |
| To all the hopes that leave you somewhere next to lies | |
| What's the use in buying all my time, to try and figure out the frame that likes to communicate through signs | |
| I can hear me say... ( chorus ) |
| zuo ci : Cordes | |
| What' s the use in trying | |
| If all my senses say no place exists for you | |
| What' s the use in hoding out my arms | |
| I couldn' t find reasons if | |
| I tried to... | |
| What' s the use in floating if all it does is tell you someone' s under you | |
| What' s the use in being if | |
| I learn to be neglectful to all the things that mean the most to most of you... | |
| But I can hear me say... chorus | |
| More than likely | |
| I' m the one you' re living for | |
| If I find out | |
| I am then | |
| I' ll finally understand when | |
| I say... More than likely | |
| I' m the one you' re living for | |
| More than likely living for... | |
| What' s the use in praying | |
| For all the things that mean so much to none of you... | |
| What' s the use in pouring out my heart into situations | |
| I could cry thorough | |
| Oh, what' s the use in closing all the doors that let the loving into you... | |
| What' s the use of loving | |
| If I learn | |
| Not to feel anything at all, even if it means the most to you.... | |
| But I can hear me say chorus | |
| Even If you find that | |
| I' m transcending most of my mind... | |
| Through the often closing doors of what' s to come, and what' s in store. | |
| Even if because you find | |
| I' m spending most of my love... | |
| To the often closed minds that must require what you' re living for... | |
| What' s the use in clinging let go | |
| To all the hopes that leave you somewhere next to lies | |
| What' s the use in buying all my time, to try and figure out the frame that likes to communicate through signs | |
| I can hear me say... chorus |
| zuò cí : Cordes | |
| What' s the use in trying | |
| If all my senses say no place exists for you | |
| What' s the use in hoding out my arms | |
| I couldn' t find reasons if | |
| I tried to... | |
| What' s the use in floating if all it does is tell you someone' s under you | |
| What' s the use in being if | |
| I learn to be neglectful to all the things that mean the most to most of you... | |
| But I can hear me say... chorus | |
| More than likely | |
| I' m the one you' re living for | |
| If I find out | |
| I am then | |
| I' ll finally understand when | |
| I say... More than likely | |
| I' m the one you' re living for | |
| More than likely living for... | |
| What' s the use in praying | |
| For all the things that mean so much to none of you... | |
| What' s the use in pouring out my heart into situations | |
| I could cry thorough | |
| Oh, what' s the use in closing all the doors that let the loving into you... | |
| What' s the use of loving | |
| If I learn | |
| Not to feel anything at all, even if it means the most to you.... | |
| But I can hear me say chorus | |
| Even If you find that | |
| I' m transcending most of my mind... | |
| Through the often closing doors of what' s to come, and what' s in store. | |
| Even if because you find | |
| I' m spending most of my love... | |
| To the often closed minds that must require what you' re living for... | |
| What' s the use in clinging let go | |
| To all the hopes that leave you somewhere next to lies | |
| What' s the use in buying all my time, to try and figure out the frame that likes to communicate through signs | |
| I can hear me say... chorus |