[00:00.000] 作词 : Elina/Litens Anton Nilsson/Max Thulin
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Elina/Litens Anton Nilsson/Max Thulin
[00:11.342] There's a lot of politics, a lot of cruel
[00:15.943] There's always that elephant inside the room
[00:20.841] There's a lot of talking and throwing looks
[00:25.160] Not all our bruises are noticeable
[00:34.533] There's always that happiness they wanna sell you
[00:39.329] Look at how they made us look at ourselves
[00:43.709] There are many quiet tears and flawless feeds, and
[00:48.544] There's a lot of drink-it-away at the parties
[00:52.191]
[00:52.586] And I keep on waiting for time to slow down
[00:56.872] And I keep on hoping for love to come around
[01:01.622] And I don't know how to make sense of the things that I feel
[01:08.625]
[01:20.777] There are many waiting rooms, lotta bad news
[01:25.201] Barely awake as too late comes too soon
[01:30.067] When the ground beneath you is shifting where you stand, and
[01:34.374] What you took for granted runs like sand out of your hands
[01:38.336]
[01:38.640] And all that we wish is for time to slow down
[01:43.044] And all that we hope is that love will come around
[01:47.762] And try to find ways to make sense of the things that we feel, ooh
[01:59.354]
[02:16.066] There are many lonely nights, unrequited love
[02:20.496] So many words that just wasn't enough
[02:25.221] There are many walks home to an empty house
[02:28.945] Waiting for somebody to chase the darkness out
[02:33.937]
[02:34.248] And I keep on waiting for time to slow down
[02:38.571] And I keep on hoping for love to come around
[02:43.246] And I don't know how to make sense of the things that I feel

作词 : Elina/Litens Anton Nilsson/Max Thulin
作曲 : Elina/Litens Anton Nilsson/Max Thulin
There's a lot of politics, a lot of cruel
There's always that elephant inside the room
There's a lot of talking and throwing looks
Not all our bruises are noticeable
There's always that happiness they wanna sell you
Look at how they made us look at ourselves
There are many quiet tears and flawless feeds, and
There's a lot of drink-it-away at the parties
And I keep on waiting for time to slow down
And I keep on hoping for love to come around
And I don't know how to make sense of the things that I feel
There are many waiting rooms, lotta bad news
Barely awake as too late comes too soon
When the ground beneath you is shifting where you stand, and
What you took for granted runs like sand out of your hands
And all that we wish is for time to slow down
And all that we hope is that love will come around
And try to find ways to make sense of the things that we feel, ooh
There are many lonely nights, unrequited love
So many words that just wasn't enough
There are many walks home to an empty house
Waiting for somebody to chase the darkness out
And I keep on waiting for time to slow down
And I keep on hoping for love to come around
And I don't know how to make sense of the things that I feel