作词 : Gofton, Nixon When I was made The good Lord rubbed my face To give it shape He formed a callous Thats how my face was made Oh sweet Change me Teach me to think like they do Teach me to think Like you When I was made The good Lord filled my veins Up with silt From the river That's how my blood runs cold You're sweet Change me Teach me to think like they do Teach me to think Like You When I was made The good Lord streched My skin across a frame Like canvas That's how my sense is numb He says I'm sweet Change me Change my colour Leave me grey There are too many moths around When I shine
作词 : Gofton, Nixon When I was made The good Lord rubbed my face To give it shape He formed a callous Thats how my face was made Oh sweet Change me Teach me to think like they do Teach me to think Like you When I was made The good Lord filled my veins Up with silt From the river That's how my blood runs cold You're sweet Change me Teach me to think like they do Teach me to think Like You When I was made The good Lord streched My skin across a frame Like canvas That's how my sense is numb He says I'm sweet Change me Change my colour Leave me grey There are too many moths around When I shine
