| Song | I'll Be Your Breeze |
| Artist | Andrew Belle |
| Album | All Those Pretty Lights |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Belle | |
| He walks in the bedroom | |
| And picks up the phone | |
| He's singing to the beat ofthe dialtone | |
| If he could he would shrink down | |
| To fit through these holes | |
| Inrubber and plastic | |
| That'd be fantastic | |
| He'd crawl through these phonelines | |
| To castles or farms | |
| Or just across the stateline | |
| And into your arms | |
| We'd learn to distinguish truth | |
| From false alarms | |
| And fade into summer | |
| Like we were the months of the year | |
| And we'll fall asleep | |
| Every night so easily | |
| Like some kind of brand new disease | |
| Hey we got it but c'est la vie | |
| Don't you wonder how villains sleep | |
| Every night so easily | |
| If they can do it baby so can we | |
| Just remember i'll be your breeze | |
| Oh well i feel like myself | |
| I finally feel like myself | |
| Honey don't you feel like yourself | |
| Feel like yourself | |
| Cause i learned we all play | |
| Our part in this thing | |
| We've all got a song we were | |
| Put here to sing | |
| It's less of a circle and more of a ring | |
| That keeps up together | |
| Like we were prize fighters | |
| I'll be like that | |
| Heart that you cut out | |
| And pinned on your sleeve | |
| I thought i told you | |
| That i needed you | |
| Just to keep breathing |
| zuo qu : Belle | |
| He walks in the bedroom | |
| And picks up the phone | |
| He' s singing to the beat ofthe dialtone | |
| If he could he would shrink down | |
| To fit through these holes | |
| Inrubber and plastic | |
| That' d be fantastic | |
| He' d crawl through these phonelines | |
| To castles or farms | |
| Or just across the stateline | |
| And into your arms | |
| We' d learn to distinguish truth | |
| From false alarms | |
| And fade into summer | |
| Like we were the months of the year | |
| And we' ll fall asleep | |
| Every night so easily | |
| Like some kind of brand new disease | |
| Hey we got it but c' est la vie | |
| Don' t you wonder how villains sleep | |
| Every night so easily | |
| If they can do it baby so can we | |
| Just remember i' ll be your breeze | |
| Oh well i feel like myself | |
| I finally feel like myself | |
| Honey don' t you feel like yourself | |
| Feel like yourself | |
| Cause i learned we all play | |
| Our part in this thing | |
| We' ve all got a song we were | |
| Put here to sing | |
| It' s less of a circle and more of a ring | |
| That keeps up together | |
| Like we were prize fighters | |
| I' ll be like that | |
| Heart that you cut out | |
| And pinned on your sleeve | |
| I thought i told you | |
| That i needed you | |
| Just to keep breathing |
| zuò qǔ : Belle | |
| He walks in the bedroom | |
| And picks up the phone | |
| He' s singing to the beat ofthe dialtone | |
| If he could he would shrink down | |
| To fit through these holes | |
| Inrubber and plastic | |
| That' d be fantastic | |
| He' d crawl through these phonelines | |
| To castles or farms | |
| Or just across the stateline | |
| And into your arms | |
| We' d learn to distinguish truth | |
| From false alarms | |
| And fade into summer | |
| Like we were the months of the year | |
| And we' ll fall asleep | |
| Every night so easily | |
| Like some kind of brand new disease | |
| Hey we got it but c' est la vie | |
| Don' t you wonder how villains sleep | |
| Every night so easily | |
| If they can do it baby so can we | |
| Just remember i' ll be your breeze | |
| Oh well i feel like myself | |
| I finally feel like myself | |
| Honey don' t you feel like yourself | |
| Feel like yourself | |
| Cause i learned we all play | |
| Our part in this thing | |
| We' ve all got a song we were | |
| Put here to sing | |
| It' s less of a circle and more of a ring | |
| That keeps up together | |
| Like we were prize fighters | |
| I' ll be like that | |
| Heart that you cut out | |
| And pinned on your sleeve | |
| I thought i told you | |
| That i needed you | |
| Just to keep breathing |