00:00/00:00
外链地址
http://www.eemp3.com/audiofile/7f8d6f9a39c979482cbd554ae7378d7a.mp3
点击复制A dusty ball at my feet again
Chasing sunset on the same old lane
Muddy jerseys and a worn-out dream
Whispering in the silent steam
The goalposts stand where the light grows thin
I hear the echo from deep within
Run till the colors bleed and blur
Burn every doubt with the fire we stir
We are the ones who will never fade
In greenfield glory our vows are made
The winter rains trace lines on my face
Marking the grind and the endless race
Cold benches know the weight we hold
Stories in silence brave and bold
The whistle’s cry through the foggy air
A heartbeat loud with a desperate prayer
Run till the colors bleed and blur
Burn every doubt with the fire we stir
We are the ones who will never fade
In greenfield glory our vows are made
Now the stadium’s roar is a distant hum
But the battle’s rhythm still beats like a drum
Through every loss where the seed was sown
A legacy rises from stone to throne
Run till the colors bleed and blur
Burn every doubt with the fire we stir
We are the ones who will never fade
In greenfield glory our vows are made
Run till the colors bleed and blur
Burn every doubt with the fire we stir
We are the ones who will never fade
In greenfield glory our vows are made