Weird Wood

	作词 : Martin, Wood
	Your frail emptiness
	Is all that i tear from your skin
	Only freedom comes
	With the beauty surrounding your eye
	What don't you say to me?
	What don't you say to me?
	She was once a queen
	But nobody cares
	And that's fine
	Because i'm inside the glorious realm of your ways
	What don't you say to me?
	What don't you say to me?
	'cause i know that i know
	That i must prove that my words are true
	And i will not fail to offer you gifts from my heart
	That will stay with you if it falls apart

	zuò cí : Martin, Wood
	Your frail emptiness
	Is all that i tear from your skin
	Only freedom comes
	With the beauty surrounding your eye
	What don' t you say to me?
	What don' t you say to me?
	She was once a queen
	But nobody cares
	And that' s fine
	Because i' m inside the glorious realm of your ways
	What don' t you say to me?
	What don' t you say to me?
	' cause i know that i know
	That i must prove that my words are true
	And i will not fail to offer you gifts from my heart
	That will stay with you if it falls apart