| Song | Turns To Me |
| Artist | Savatage |
| Album | The Wake of Magellan (Bonus Track Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : ONeill | |
| Stands all alone | |
| Looks in the mirror | |
| And sees what she wanted to be | |
| Safely unknown | |
| To anyone near her | |
| She sees what she wanted to see | |
| And turns to me | |
| And turns to me | |
| And turns to... | |
| She was prophesied | |
| For an early slide | |
| Followed it to the letter | |
| Well kept beauty queen | |
| If there, always seen | |
| Still you thought she'd know better | |
| No erasing | |
| The time you're wasting | |
| But when you're wasting | |
| You don't care | |
| All those pieces | |
| In short term leases | |
| But when you need them | |
| They're not there | |
| For all those moments of yesterday | |
| She's traded every tomorrow | |
| And now all those moments are so far away | |
| Ghosts haunt each word she would say | |
| As she walks among the decay | |
| She had Oscar Wilde's | |
| Timeless sense of style | |
| As had been her intention | |
| Still she was afraid | |
| Time must be repaid | |
| And there'd be no redemption | |
| Youth and time collide | |
| She could not decide | |
| On a certain direction | |
| Time was catching up | |
| Carefully made up | |
| She avoided detection | |
| For all those moments of yesterday | |
| She's traded every tomorrow | |
| And now all those moments are so far away | |
| I saw it too | |
| Closer than you | |
| What else is there left to say | |
| Wait for me now | |
| I will be there for you | |
| This I will vow | |
| If you still want me to | |
| But it won't be | |
| This I have always known | |
| And in the dark | |
| There's no one to pray for me now | |
| I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight | |
| I don't understand but I'm waiting | |
| Searching the shadows that fade in the light | |
| But I'm feeling alive | |
| Trying to survive | |
| Float with the tide | |
| Till you arrive and I.... |
| zuo ci : ONeill | |
| Stands all alone | |
| Looks in the mirror | |
| And sees what she wanted to be | |
| Safely unknown | |
| To anyone near her | |
| She sees what she wanted to see | |
| And turns to me | |
| And turns to me | |
| And turns to... | |
| She was prophesied | |
| For an early slide | |
| Followed it to the letter | |
| Well kept beauty queen | |
| If there, always seen | |
| Still you thought she' d know better | |
| No erasing | |
| The time you' re wasting | |
| But when you' re wasting | |
| You don' t care | |
| All those pieces | |
| In short term leases | |
| But when you need them | |
| They' re not there | |
| For all those moments of yesterday | |
| She' s traded every tomorrow | |
| And now all those moments are so far away | |
| Ghosts haunt each word she would say | |
| As she walks among the decay | |
| She had Oscar Wilde' s | |
| Timeless sense of style | |
| As had been her intention | |
| Still she was afraid | |
| Time must be repaid | |
| And there' d be no redemption | |
| Youth and time collide | |
| She could not decide | |
| On a certain direction | |
| Time was catching up | |
| Carefully made up | |
| She avoided detection | |
| For all those moments of yesterday | |
| She' s traded every tomorrow | |
| And now all those moments are so far away | |
| I saw it too | |
| Closer than you | |
| What else is there left to say | |
| Wait for me now | |
| I will be there for you | |
| This I will vow | |
| If you still want me to | |
| But it won' t be | |
| This I have always known | |
| And in the dark | |
| There' s no one to pray for me now | |
| I don' t understand what I' m feeling tonight | |
| I don' t understand but I' m waiting | |
| Searching the shadows that fade in the light | |
| But I' m feeling alive | |
| Trying to survive | |
| Float with the tide | |
| Till you arrive and I.... |
| zuò cí : ONeill | |
| Stands all alone | |
| Looks in the mirror | |
| And sees what she wanted to be | |
| Safely unknown | |
| To anyone near her | |
| She sees what she wanted to see | |
| And turns to me | |
| And turns to me | |
| And turns to... | |
| She was prophesied | |
| For an early slide | |
| Followed it to the letter | |
| Well kept beauty queen | |
| If there, always seen | |
| Still you thought she' d know better | |
| No erasing | |
| The time you' re wasting | |
| But when you' re wasting | |
| You don' t care | |
| All those pieces | |
| In short term leases | |
| But when you need them | |
| They' re not there | |
| For all those moments of yesterday | |
| She' s traded every tomorrow | |
| And now all those moments are so far away | |
| Ghosts haunt each word she would say | |
| As she walks among the decay | |
| She had Oscar Wilde' s | |
| Timeless sense of style | |
| As had been her intention | |
| Still she was afraid | |
| Time must be repaid | |
| And there' d be no redemption | |
| Youth and time collide | |
| She could not decide | |
| On a certain direction | |
| Time was catching up | |
| Carefully made up | |
| She avoided detection | |
| For all those moments of yesterday | |
| She' s traded every tomorrow | |
| And now all those moments are so far away | |
| I saw it too | |
| Closer than you | |
| What else is there left to say | |
| Wait for me now | |
| I will be there for you | |
| This I will vow | |
| If you still want me to | |
| But it won' t be | |
| This I have always known | |
| And in the dark | |
| There' s no one to pray for me now | |
| I don' t understand what I' m feeling tonight | |
| I don' t understand but I' m waiting | |
| Searching the shadows that fade in the light | |
| But I' m feeling alive | |
| Trying to survive | |
| Float with the tide | |
| Till you arrive and I.... |