Father’s Me歌词

卢巧音 - father’s me

you’ll be my.you’ll be my road
when i’m tinking of you i swear i
i said i .want some lights when i’m walking this road)
four at the morning. fold a plane to fly through the window
six at the morning .listening to the birds sing. and thinking of you
i say you don’t understand me.i say you don’t have idea
i say you don’t think of my feelings
it’hard to admit.it’s sad to admit. i tihnk
open your ears and open your eyes
you don’t have to pretend to be blind
open your ears and open your mind
everything is besides you here
here* here*