| 作曲 : Slowblow | |
| I know you can smile, | |
| I know you′ve got tears. | |
| I know there′s a bad taste in your mouth. | |
| Is it the world, is it the hate, boy? | |
| Is it because there′s no tomorrow? | |
| I have lost my ways in this dark night. | |
| The road is endless in the middle of the night. | |
| I know you can touch, | |
| I know you can feel. | |
| I know there′s a glove on your hand. | |
| There′s nothing but fear in your dreams, boy. | |
| There′s nothing but tears in your water. | |
| I have lost my ways in this dark night. | |
| The road is endless in the middle of the night. |
| zuo qu : Slowblow | |
| I know you can smile, | |
| I know you ve got tears. | |
| I know there s a bad taste in your mouth. | |
| Is it the world, is it the hate, boy? | |
| Is it because there s no tomorrow? | |
| I have lost my ways in this dark night. | |
| The road is endless in the middle of the night. | |
| I know you can touch, | |
| I know you can feel. | |
| I know there s a glove on your hand. | |
| There s nothing but fear in your dreams, boy. | |
| There s nothing but tears in your water. | |
| I have lost my ways in this dark night. | |
| The road is endless in the middle of the night. |
| zuò qǔ : Slowblow | |
| I know you can smile, | |
| I know you ve got tears. | |
| I know there s a bad taste in your mouth. | |
| Is it the world, is it the hate, boy? | |
| Is it because there s no tomorrow? | |
| I have lost my ways in this dark night. | |
| The road is endless in the middle of the night. | |
| I know you can touch, | |
| I know you can feel. | |
| I know there s a glove on your hand. | |
| There s nothing but fear in your dreams, boy. | |
| There s nothing but tears in your water. | |
| I have lost my ways in this dark night. | |
| The road is endless in the middle of the night. |