Piers Faccini Ugly Places歌词

The wind that blows quiet knows A song as soft as silence goes Into each thread a secret said The sun and moon on a wedding bed A rope unbound a treasure found A healing ground an island drowned To be without and not belong Between the right and the

You just wanted to be light To cancel out the shade And let the darkness pay For the years you've been away From him But now do you see there are two sides? Two faces with two lives Opposites that divide You've spent so long denying You And now the l

Black crows circling up above Crying out, "do you hear that sound?" I never thought it'd come to this Paradise raised to the ground Sometimes I don't sleep at night I hear the wind in the moaning trees I wonder how my child will fare- With wars

Precious things soon get lost Up on the tracks when two paths cross The lover i had is with another today Tomorrow came when she went away She was a diamond in the vein A crimson flower in the brain I picked my rose for the thorns And hearts get so e

I know how things must change, How could they stay the same ? The pictures left the frame. It's too late to rearrange I know how things must change, For good. I tried so hard to be The one you dreamnt you'd see, Made a prison out of me, When you aske

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Jordin Sparks - God Loves Ugly 歌词整理:史可宇 You said that I wasn't pretty so I just believed you You said that I wasn't special so I lived that way with critical gazes and brutal amazement at how my reflection could be so imperfect with all of my blemish

There once was an ugly duckling With feathers all stubby and brown And the other birds said in so many words Get out of town Get out, get out, get out of town And he went with a quack and a waddle and a quack In a flurry of eiderdown That poor little