| 作词 : Barrett | |
| from this window | |
| I can see the rain outside | |
| I don't mind though 'cos you're not here inside anymore pretending that it doesn't matter when | |
| I know that it really does it's trailing me and enticing me like a hunter's trap no no no no | |
| I walk the rope | |
| I stalk my memory at night trace mv steps back if only | |
| I had second sight maybe something | |
| I said I take it back | |
| I throw it against the wall | |
| I stumble | |
| I fall I walk the rope | |
| I stalk my memory at night | |
| I walk the rope from this window my mind is running wild feels like a toy stolen from a child we were hearts disillusioned. dancing in the rain maybe we could walk in the past again but when | |
| I think of that question was | |
| I the one to blame? |
| zuo ci : Barrett | |
| from this window | |
| I can see the rain outside | |
| I don' t mind though ' cos you' re not here inside anymore pretending that it doesn' t matter when | |
| I know that it really does it' s trailing me and enticing me like a hunter' s trap no no no no | |
| I walk the rope | |
| I stalk my memory at night trace mv steps back if only | |
| I had second sight maybe something | |
| I said I take it back | |
| I throw it against the wall | |
| I stumble | |
| I fall I walk the rope | |
| I stalk my memory at night | |
| I walk the rope from this window my mind is running wild feels like a toy stolen from a child we were hearts disillusioned. dancing in the rain maybe we could walk in the past again but when | |
| I think of that question was | |
| I the one to blame? |
| zuò cí : Barrett | |
| from this window | |
| I can see the rain outside | |
| I don' t mind though ' cos you' re not here inside anymore pretending that it doesn' t matter when | |
| I know that it really does it' s trailing me and enticing me like a hunter' s trap no no no no | |
| I walk the rope | |
| I stalk my memory at night trace mv steps back if only | |
| I had second sight maybe something | |
| I said I take it back | |
| I throw it against the wall | |
| I stumble | |
| I fall I walk the rope | |
| I stalk my memory at night | |
| I walk the rope from this window my mind is running wild feels like a toy stolen from a child we were hearts disillusioned. dancing in the rain maybe we could walk in the past again but when | |
| I think of that question was | |
| I the one to blame? |
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