作词 : Matteo Agostinelli 作曲 : Matteo Agostinelli How i will i know What makes me feel a good man Is it stuff that i can Keep from tellin you? How will we know How it feels to be stone cold? Floatin' way above the stars A storm is blowing on fields of golden sands Try to stop it if you can C'mon get in! What looks so good can hurt so bad Now that we've learned about the feeling of being stone cold We're floating way above the stars What looks so good can hurt so bad Yessir i heard But i feel my fingers just like icicles Yellow and blue What looks so good can hurt so bad
作词 : Matteo Agostinelli 作曲 : Matteo Agostinelli How i will i know What makes me feel a good man Is it stuff that i can Keep from tellin you? How will we know How it feels to be stone cold? Floatin' way above the stars A storm is blowing on fields of golden sands Try to stop it if you can C'mon get in! What looks so good can hurt so bad Now that we've learned about the feeling of being stone cold We're floating way above the stars What looks so good can hurt so bad Yessir i heard But i feel my fingers just like icicles Yellow and blue What looks so good can hurt so bad
