LRC歌词
作词 : Tommy Lee/Tim Murray
作曲 : Tommy Lee/Tim Murray
A seed become a flower
A cocoon becomes a butterfly
Winter becomes spring time
And love becomes a child
The clouds become the rain
The sad becomes the pain inside
Cryin' becomes a game, yeah-e-yeah
And smoke becomes the flame
I'm a father to my son, yeah
I'm a son to my father
You cannot dismiss
I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
A boy becomes a man
A song becomes a memory of a time in your life
A river becomes an ocean
And life becomes undone
Feelings become emotion
A marriage becomes a devotion for the rest of your life
The boredom becomes the same
And guilt turns into pain, yeah
I'm a father to my son, yeah
I'm a son to my father
You cannot dismiss
I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower[Incomprehensible]
I'm a father to my son, yeah
I'm a son to my father
You cannot dismiss
I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
作曲 : Tommy Lee/Tim Murray
A seed become a flower
A cocoon becomes a butterfly
Winter becomes spring time
And love becomes a child
The clouds become the rain
The sad becomes the pain inside
Cryin' becomes a game, yeah-e-yeah
And smoke becomes the flame
I'm a father to my son, yeah
I'm a son to my father
You cannot dismiss
I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
A boy becomes a man
A song becomes a memory of a time in your life
A river becomes an ocean
And life becomes undone
Feelings become emotion
A marriage becomes a devotion for the rest of your life
The boredom becomes the same
And guilt turns into pain, yeah
I'm a father to my son, yeah
I'm a son to my father
You cannot dismiss
I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower[Incomprehensible]
I'm a father to my son, yeah
I'm a son to my father
You cannot dismiss
I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin'
It doesn't matter if you're
Black, Buddhist or
AsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a tower
So delicate seed becomes a flower
文本歌词
作词 : Tommy Lee/Tim Murray作曲 : Tommy Lee/Tim MurrayA seed become a flowerA cocoon becomes a butterflyWinter becomes spring timeAnd love becomes a childThe clouds become the rainThe sad becomes the pain insideCryin' becomes a game, yeah-e-yeahAnd smoke becomes the flameI'm a father to my son, yeahI'm a son to my fatherYou cannot dismissI'm living proof of metamorphosisTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flowerTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flowerA boy becomes a manA song becomes a memory of a time in your lifeA river becomes an oceanAnd life becomes undoneFeelings become emotionA marriage becomes a devotion for the rest of your lifeThe boredom becomes the sameAnd guilt turns into pain, yeahI'm a father to my son, yeahI'm a son to my fatherYou cannot dismissI'm living proof of metamorphosisTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flowerTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flower
I'm a father to my son, yeahI'm a son to my fatherYou cannot dismissI'm living proof of metamorphosisTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flowerTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flower
I'm a father to my son, yeahI'm a son to my fatherYou cannot dismissI'm living proof of metamorphosisTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flowerTimes are changin' minds are re-arrangin'It doesn't matter if you'reBlack, Buddhist orAsianWe all possess the power, concrete like a towerSo delicate seed becomes a flower
