| Song | The Wind That Brought Us Here |
| Artist | This Runs Through |
| Album | Until Forever Finds Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : This Runs Through | |
| Crying out our last goodbyes | |
| As the bars rust into emptiness | |
| Nothing was left for us to say | |
| Forever indented into the memories | |
| I begin to see the light of the day | |
| Coming into grasp with words | |
| I swallow | |
| Knowing there's no room left grow | |
| But to step into your shadow | |
| This will be the last war | |
| I cry these tears | |
| To drown myself in hope | |
| And I pray for you to meet me there | |
| As I set sail in dreams of the safe place | |
| Let me die as | |
| I reach for the light | |
| Cut my words in two and burn them away | |
| Now promise me you will let me go | |
| Crying out our last goodbyes | |
| Crying out one last goodnight | |
| Goodnight | |
| I'll meet you there where you cleanse your words and grasp for one last tear into my heart | |
| How does my heart look as | |
| I lay on your floor? | |
| The question that burns me, is will you find your home? | |
| How does my heart look right now on your floor? |
| zuo qu : This Runs Through | |
| Crying out our last goodbyes | |
| As the bars rust into emptiness | |
| Nothing was left for us to say | |
| Forever indented into the memories | |
| I begin to see the light of the day | |
| Coming into grasp with words | |
| I swallow | |
| Knowing there' s no room left grow | |
| But to step into your shadow | |
| This will be the last war | |
| I cry these tears | |
| To drown myself in hope | |
| And I pray for you to meet me there | |
| As I set sail in dreams of the safe place | |
| Let me die as | |
| I reach for the light | |
| Cut my words in two and burn them away | |
| Now promise me you will let me go | |
| Crying out our last goodbyes | |
| Crying out one last goodnight | |
| Goodnight | |
| I' ll meet you there where you cleanse your words and grasp for one last tear into my heart | |
| How does my heart look as | |
| I lay on your floor? | |
| The question that burns me, is will you find your home? | |
| How does my heart look right now on your floor? |
| zuò qǔ : This Runs Through | |
| Crying out our last goodbyes | |
| As the bars rust into emptiness | |
| Nothing was left for us to say | |
| Forever indented into the memories | |
| I begin to see the light of the day | |
| Coming into grasp with words | |
| I swallow | |
| Knowing there' s no room left grow | |
| But to step into your shadow | |
| This will be the last war | |
| I cry these tears | |
| To drown myself in hope | |
| And I pray for you to meet me there | |
| As I set sail in dreams of the safe place | |
| Let me die as | |
| I reach for the light | |
| Cut my words in two and burn them away | |
| Now promise me you will let me go | |
| Crying out our last goodbyes | |
| Crying out one last goodnight | |
| Goodnight | |
| I' ll meet you there where you cleanse your words and grasp for one last tear into my heart | |
| How does my heart look as | |
| I lay on your floor? | |
| The question that burns me, is will you find your home? | |
| How does my heart look right now on your floor? |