| Song | A Kind Of Hope |
| Artist | Pilot Speed |
| Album | Into The West |
| 作曲 : Clark, Pilot Speed | |
| I dreamed a garden full of light, | |
| Just you and a man in white | |
| He tears the apples from your eye, | |
| Just to navigate your rise | |
| Waiting for the moment | |
| When the night becomes kind | |
| There's a shadow creeping through here, | |
| Will it reach your heart and mind? | |
| Standing in the corner, | |
| Too tired to sense defeat | |
| You long to take this with you, | |
| Yet yearn to be set free | |
| I've wasted words of love and faith, | |
| Their true meaning came too late | |
| Now they're just whispers in the dark | |
| Just scars upon your heart | |
| Scars... Waiting for the moment | |
| When the night becomes kind | |
| There's a shadow creeping through here, | |
| Will it reach your heart and mind? | |
| Standing in the corner, | |
| Too tired to sense defeat | |
| You long to take this with you, | |
| Yet yearn to be set free | |
| There's a kind of hope | |
| You hold onto | |
| When the way is dark | |
| And there's little to lose | |
| A kiss good-night | |
| The trap we spring | |
| Don't turn me out! | |
| I've gold to bring | |
| A kiss good-night | |
| The trap we spring | |
| Don't turn me out! | |
| I've gold... | |
| I've gold to bring | |
| Waiting for the moment | |
| When the night becomes kind | |
| There's a shadow creeping through here, | |
| Will it reach your heart and mind? | |
| Standing in the corner | |
| Too tired but | |
| I see fine | |
| Are you holding up? | |
| Is this situation dire? | |
| There's a kind of hope | |
| You hold onto | |
| When the way is dark | |
| And there's little to lose | |
| Can you build a life | |
| From on your knees? | |
| When the cost you paid | |
| Is the price you seek |
| zuò qǔ : Clark, Pilot Speed | |
| I dreamed a garden full of light, | |
| Just you and a man in white | |
| He tears the apples from your eye, | |
| Just to navigate your rise | |
| Waiting for the moment | |
| When the night becomes kind | |
| There' s a shadow creeping through here, | |
| Will it reach your heart and mind? | |
| Standing in the corner, | |
| Too tired to sense defeat | |
| You long to take this with you, | |
| Yet yearn to be set free | |
| I' ve wasted words of love and faith, | |
| Their true meaning came too late | |
| Now they' re just whispers in the dark | |
| Just scars upon your heart | |
| Scars... Waiting for the moment | |
| When the night becomes kind | |
| There' s a shadow creeping through here, | |
| Will it reach your heart and mind? | |
| Standing in the corner, | |
| Too tired to sense defeat | |
| You long to take this with you, | |
| Yet yearn to be set free | |
| There' s a kind of hope | |
| You hold onto | |
| When the way is dark | |
| And there' s little to lose | |
| A kiss goodnight | |
| The trap we spring | |
| Don' t turn me out! | |
| I' ve gold to bring | |
| A kiss goodnight | |
| The trap we spring | |
| Don' t turn me out! | |
| I' ve gold... | |
| I' ve gold to bring | |
| Waiting for the moment | |
| When the night becomes kind | |
| There' s a shadow creeping through here, | |
| Will it reach your heart and mind? | |
| Standing in the corner | |
| Too tired but | |
| I see fine | |
| Are you holding up? | |
| Is this situation dire? | |
| There' s a kind of hope | |
| You hold onto | |
| When the way is dark | |
| And there' s little to lose | |
| Can you build a life | |
| From on your knees? | |
| When the cost you paid | |
| Is the price you seek |