| Song | Postcard To God |
| Artist | Vanden Plas |
| Album | Christ 0 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kuntz, Lill | |
| Surrounded by a cover like a shiled for all the faith | |
| Surrounded by this pine and never ending days | |
| I'm living in a prison but I dare to die outside | |
| That keeps my will alive | |
| And we're sending out a message | |
| And we're sending out a prayer | |
| And the voices asking every night | |
| Is there anybody there | |
| Somebody knows, somebody knows | |
| When I pray I can say | |
| All my believing in just one word | |
| When I pray then I may | |
| Sending an unwritten postcard to god | |
| And now you buy me roses | |
| And some needless little things | |
| You're singing me a song | |
| In a tune that no one signs | |
| I'm longing for these memories | |
| They keep me warm and safe | |
| You throw'em in my grave | |
| And I'm seidng you a message | |
| And I'm sending you a prayer | |
| All the echoes whisper in my ear | |
| Is there anybody there | |
| Somebody knows, somebody knows | |
| When I pray I can say | |
| All my believing in just one word | |
| When I pray then I may | |
| Sending an unwritten postcard to god | |
| When I pray when I pray | |
| When I pray when I pray |
| zuo ci : Kuntz, Lill | |
| Surrounded by a cover like a shiled for all the faith | |
| Surrounded by this pine and never ending days | |
| I' m living in a prison but I dare to die outside | |
| That keeps my will alive | |
| And we' re sending out a message | |
| And we' re sending out a prayer | |
| And the voices asking every night | |
| Is there anybody there | |
| Somebody knows, somebody knows | |
| When I pray I can say | |
| All my believing in just one word | |
| When I pray then I may | |
| Sending an unwritten postcard to god | |
| And now you buy me roses | |
| And some needless little things | |
| You' re singing me a song | |
| In a tune that no one signs | |
| I' m longing for these memories | |
| They keep me warm and safe | |
| You throw' em in my grave | |
| And I' m seidng you a message | |
| And I' m sending you a prayer | |
| All the echoes whisper in my ear | |
| Is there anybody there | |
| Somebody knows, somebody knows | |
| When I pray I can say | |
| All my believing in just one word | |
| When I pray then I may | |
| Sending an unwritten postcard to god | |
| When I pray when I pray | |
| When I pray when I pray |
| zuò cí : Kuntz, Lill | |
| Surrounded by a cover like a shiled for all the faith | |
| Surrounded by this pine and never ending days | |
| I' m living in a prison but I dare to die outside | |
| That keeps my will alive | |
| And we' re sending out a message | |
| And we' re sending out a prayer | |
| And the voices asking every night | |
| Is there anybody there | |
| Somebody knows, somebody knows | |
| When I pray I can say | |
| All my believing in just one word | |
| When I pray then I may | |
| Sending an unwritten postcard to god | |
| And now you buy me roses | |
| And some needless little things | |
| You' re singing me a song | |
| In a tune that no one signs | |
| I' m longing for these memories | |
| They keep me warm and safe | |
| You throw' em in my grave | |
| And I' m seidng you a message | |
| And I' m sending you a prayer | |
| All the echoes whisper in my ear | |
| Is there anybody there | |
| Somebody knows, somebody knows | |
| When I pray I can say | |
| All my believing in just one word | |
| When I pray then I may | |
| Sending an unwritten postcard to god | |
| When I pray when I pray | |
| When I pray when I pray |