Wonderful Way to Go Lyrics
| Song | Wonderful Way to Go |
| Artist | New Model Army |
| Album | Strange Brotherhood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Heaton, Sullivan | |
| The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon, | |
| out on the steps beneath my hotel room. | |
| Was in the woods behind this little town | |
| we went flying up through the silhouette trees, | |
| then crashing down. Colours brighter than I've ever seen, | |
| More wired than I've ever been - and the faces turn to stone . . . | |
| On through the gates again - what a wonderful way to go . . . | |
| What a wonderful way to go. | |
| Tell me your story, tell me no lies; | |
| we touch each other - but only with our eyes. | |
| Some kind of game, to play with desire; | |
| it's just beneath the skin that I'm alive. | |
| Colours brighter than I've ever seen - more wired than I've ever been | |
| And the faces turn to stone - on through the gates again; | |
| what a wonderful way to go - what a wonderful way to go. | |
| Tonight the moon, she lays a silver path across the blackened sea, | |
| I'm swimming out against the tide, the waves are breaking over me; | |
| and deep beneath the waters in the darkness I can hear her | |
| as she calls for me to come. . . | |
| The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon; | |
| some day coming - some day soon | |
| Onto his shoulder, to carry me home; | |
| flying up through the silhouette trees and we'll be gone | |
| Colours brighter than I've ever seen - more wired than I've ever been; | |
| And all the faces turn to stone - on through the gates again . . . | |
| What a wonderful way to go - what a wonderful way to go . . . |
| zuo ci : Heaton, Sullivan | |
| The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon, | |
| out on the steps beneath my hotel room. | |
| Was in the woods behind this little town | |
| we went flying up through the silhouette trees, | |
| then crashing down. Colours brighter than I' ve ever seen, | |
| More wired than I' ve ever been and the faces turn to stone . . . | |
| On through the gates again what a wonderful way to go . . . | |
| What a wonderful way to go. | |
| Tell me your story, tell me no lies | |
| we touch each other but only with our eyes. | |
| Some kind of game, to play with desire | |
| it' s just beneath the skin that I' m alive. | |
| Colours brighter than I' ve ever seen more wired than I' ve ever been | |
| And the faces turn to stone on through the gates again | |
| what a wonderful way to go what a wonderful way to go. | |
| Tonight the moon, she lays a silver path across the blackened sea, | |
| I' m swimming out against the tide, the waves are breaking over me | |
| and deep beneath the waters in the darkness I can hear her | |
| as she calls for me to come. . . | |
| The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon | |
| some day coming some day soon | |
| Onto his shoulder, to carry me home | |
| flying up through the silhouette trees and we' ll be gone | |
| Colours brighter than I' ve ever seen more wired than I' ve ever been | |
| And all the faces turn to stone on through the gates again . . . | |
| What a wonderful way to go what a wonderful way to go . . . |
| zuò cí : Heaton, Sullivan | |
| The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon, | |
| out on the steps beneath my hotel room. | |
| Was in the woods behind this little town | |
| we went flying up through the silhouette trees, | |
| then crashing down. Colours brighter than I' ve ever seen, | |
| More wired than I' ve ever been and the faces turn to stone . . . | |
| On through the gates again what a wonderful way to go . . . | |
| What a wonderful way to go. | |
| Tell me your story, tell me no lies | |
| we touch each other but only with our eyes. | |
| Some kind of game, to play with desire | |
| it' s just beneath the skin that I' m alive. | |
| Colours brighter than I' ve ever seen more wired than I' ve ever been | |
| And the faces turn to stone on through the gates again | |
| what a wonderful way to go what a wonderful way to go. | |
| Tonight the moon, she lays a silver path across the blackened sea, | |
| I' m swimming out against the tide, the waves are breaking over me | |
| and deep beneath the waters in the darkness I can hear her | |
| as she calls for me to come. . . | |
| The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon | |
| some day coming some day soon | |
| Onto his shoulder, to carry me home | |
| flying up through the silhouette trees and we' ll be gone | |
| Colours brighter than I' ve ever seen more wired than I' ve ever been | |
| And all the faces turn to stone on through the gates again . . . | |
| What a wonderful way to go what a wonderful way to go . . . |
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