LRC歌词
The Key - Matt Goss
From behind the door, I feel a breeze
A scent of living, that was meant to please me
From behind the door I hear a whisper as
Soft as a picture, carved from water
As I slide the iron plate below the handle
A shaft of light hits me like a million candles
I see the forest, a ballroom, I see an empty street
Like a thousand puzzles ready to complete
I see every colour and colours that arent invented
I see golden medals that are yet to be presented
For the only time I get pleasure from torment
I cannot touch, I can only see
But the pure desire, to touch the living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key etc.
On statuette, what are you defending
Your marble smile, seems kinda condescending
Dont try the patience of an impatient man
If you cant fight, dont fight a man that can
I see every colour and colours that arent invented
I see golden medals that are yet to be presented
For the only time I get pleasure from torment
I cannot touch, I can only see
But the pure desire, to touch this living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key etc.
Pure desire to touch the living scent etc.
I need the key (to fade)
From behind the door, I feel a breeze
A scent of living, that was meant to please me
From behind the door I hear a whisper as
Soft as a picture, carved from water
As I slide the iron plate below the handle
A shaft of light hits me like a million candles
I see the forest, a ballroom, I see an empty street
Like a thousand puzzles ready to complete
I see every colour and colours that arent invented
I see golden medals that are yet to be presented
For the only time I get pleasure from torment
I cannot touch, I can only see
But the pure desire, to touch the living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key etc.
On statuette, what are you defending
Your marble smile, seems kinda condescending
Dont try the patience of an impatient man
If you cant fight, dont fight a man that can
I see every colour and colours that arent invented
I see golden medals that are yet to be presented
For the only time I get pleasure from torment
I cannot touch, I can only see
But the pure desire, to touch this living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key etc.
Pure desire to touch the living scent etc.
I need the key (to fade)
文本歌词
The Key - Matt GossFrom behind the door, I feel a breezeA scent of living, that was meant to please meFrom behind the door I hear a whisper asSoft as a picture, carved from waterAs I slide the iron plate below the handleA shaft of light hits me like a million candlesI see the forest, a ballroom, I see an empty streetLike a thousand puzzles ready to completeI see every colour and colours that arent inventedI see golden medals that are yet to be presentedFor the only time I get pleasure from tormentI cannot touch, I can only seeBut the pure desire, to touch the living scentBut to open up the door, I needI need the key etc.On statuette, what are you defendingYour marble smile, seems kinda condescendingDont try the patience of an impatient manIf you cant fight, dont fight a man that canI see every colour and colours that arent inventedI see golden medals that are yet to be presentedFor the only time I get pleasure from tormentI cannot touch, I can only seeBut the pure desire, to touch this living scentBut to open up the door, I needI need the key etc.Pure desire to touch the living scent etc.I need the key (to fade)
