| Song | All That's Left |
| Artist | Spock's Beard |
| Album | Spock's Beard |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Boegehold, Meros | |
| In dreams I reach to touch your perfect face again | |
| In dreams you never cry or walk away | |
| But I wake to the truth like daylight streaming in | |
| I never found the way, the words to make you stay | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That's All That's Left of You and Me | |
| I found a flower in a book you hid away | |
| In better days that seem so long ago | |
| I tried to touch it but it crumbled in my hand | |
| Just like the future we would never know | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That's All That's Left of You and Me | |
| Echoes of a better time | |
| Ring forever in my mind | |
| Where I'm going where I've been | |
| Different places in the end | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That's All That's Left of You and Me |
| zuo ci : Boegehold, Meros | |
| In dreams I reach to touch your perfect face again | |
| In dreams you never cry or walk away | |
| But I wake to the truth like daylight streaming in | |
| I never found the way, the words to make you stay | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That' s All That' s Left of You and Me | |
| I found a flower in a book you hid away | |
| In better days that seem so long ago | |
| I tried to touch it but it crumbled in my hand | |
| Just like the future we would never know | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That' s All That' s Left of You and Me | |
| Echoes of a better time | |
| Ring forever in my mind | |
| Where I' m going where I' ve been | |
| Different places in the end | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That' s All That' s Left of You and Me |
| zuò cí : Boegehold, Meros | |
| In dreams I reach to touch your perfect face again | |
| In dreams you never cry or walk away | |
| But I wake to the truth like daylight streaming in | |
| I never found the way, the words to make you stay | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That' s All That' s Left of You and Me | |
| I found a flower in a book you hid away | |
| In better days that seem so long ago | |
| I tried to touch it but it crumbled in my hand | |
| Just like the future we would never know | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That' s All That' s Left of You and Me | |
| Echoes of a better time | |
| Ring forever in my mind | |
| Where I' m going where I' ve been | |
| Different places in the end | |
| Photographs and falling leaves | |
| Scattered dust of memories | |
| The poems I wrote I still believe | |
| That' s All That' s Left of You and Me |