glory - Fool's Garden (愚人花园乐队)

Written by：Hinkel/Feudenthaler

It's what you think it's what it's like

So many pieces remain tonight

You've had it all and now you can't

Get up

It's just the way the story goes

The glass is cut and none of those

Who've licked your boots

Will help you now

Get up

She's run over the fields of glory

Sha lah lah

Cold rain is slapping

Across her face

Sha lah lah

She's run over the fields of glory

Sha lah lah

She's run away from the fields of love

The fields of love

She's run over the fields of glory

Sha lah lah

Cold rain is slapping

Across her face

Across her face

Across she face

Across she face

Across your face

Across