| Song | The Mirror Waters |
| Artist | The Gathering |
| Album | Sleepy Buildings - A Semi Acoustic Evening |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gathering, Smits | |
| Slowly... | |
| Flying silent | |
| Touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me. | |
| Aging on the outside | |
| With my youth in my empty hands | |
| Lost all that | |
| I was living for, live no longer | |
| Couldn't resist looking in her eyes | |
| I saw myself, tears were falling | |
| The seas of her eyes reflected my old age | |
| Youth grows old, like winter follows spring | |
| Faster... | |
| Falling kingdom | |
| Dancers on winter winds, they dance... for me | |
| Nature's ways | |
| Life can't always be controlled | |
| Controlled by fear | |
| Scared of months and years, fear no longer | |
| Time leaves it's mark | |
| The years come but never go | |
| Masked is my face | |
| The mask of age will fall, hide no longer | |
| Couldn't resist looking in her eyes | |
| I saw myself, tears were falling | |
| The seas of her eyes reflected my old age | |
| Youth grows old, like winter follows spring |
| zuo ci : Gathering, Smits | |
| Slowly... | |
| Flying silent | |
| Touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me. | |
| Aging on the outside | |
| With my youth in my empty hands | |
| Lost all that | |
| I was living for, live no longer | |
| Couldn' t resist looking in her eyes | |
| I saw myself, tears were falling | |
| The seas of her eyes reflected my old age | |
| Youth grows old, like winter follows spring | |
| Faster... | |
| Falling kingdom | |
| Dancers on winter winds, they dance... for me | |
| Nature' s ways | |
| Life can' t always be controlled | |
| Controlled by fear | |
| Scared of months and years, fear no longer | |
| Time leaves it' s mark | |
| The years come but never go | |
| Masked is my face | |
| The mask of age will fall, hide no longer | |
| Couldn' t resist looking in her eyes | |
| I saw myself, tears were falling | |
| The seas of her eyes reflected my old age | |
| Youth grows old, like winter follows spring |
| zuò cí : Gathering, Smits | |
| Slowly... | |
| Flying silent | |
| Touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me. | |
| Aging on the outside | |
| With my youth in my empty hands | |
| Lost all that | |
| I was living for, live no longer | |
| Couldn' t resist looking in her eyes | |
| I saw myself, tears were falling | |
| The seas of her eyes reflected my old age | |
| Youth grows old, like winter follows spring | |
| Faster... | |
| Falling kingdom | |
| Dancers on winter winds, they dance... for me | |
| Nature' s ways | |
| Life can' t always be controlled | |
| Controlled by fear | |
| Scared of months and years, fear no longer | |
| Time leaves it' s mark | |
| The years come but never go | |
| Masked is my face | |
| The mask of age will fall, hide no longer | |
| Couldn' t resist looking in her eyes | |
| I saw myself, tears were falling | |
| The seas of her eyes reflected my old age | |
| Youth grows old, like winter follows spring |