Á¦¸ñ # A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

------------

°¡¼ö # A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z




 

 

     

Far Behind
- Candlebox -

Candlebox (1993)

Now maybe I didn't mean to
treat you bad, but I did it anyway
And now maybe some would say
your life was sad
But you lived it anyway

And so maybe your friends
stand around they watch you crumble
as you falter to the ground
And some day your friends stand
beside as you were flying
Oh, you were flying oh so high

But then some day people look at you
for what they call their own
They watch you suffer
Yeah they hear you calling home

But then some day we could take
our time to brush the leaves aside
so you can reach us
But you left me far behind

Now maybe I didn't mean to
treat you oh so bad, but I did it anyway
Now maybe some would say
you're left with what you had
But you couldn't share the pain
No, no, no

Couldn't share the pain
They watch you suffer
Now maybe I could have made
my own mistakes
But I live with what I've known

Then maybe we might share in
something great but won't you look at
where we've grown
Won't you look at where we've gone

Then some day comes tomorrow
holds a sense of what I fear for you
in my mind as you trip the final line

That cold day when you lost control
Shame you left my life
So soon you should have told me
But you left me far behind

Now maybe I didn't meant to
treat you oh so bad, but I did it anyway
Now maybe some would say
you're left with what you had
But you couldn't share the pain
No, no, no

I said times have changed your friends
They come and watch
you crumble to the ground
They watch you suffer
Yeah they hold you down
Hold you down

Maybe maybe I didn't mean
to treat you bad
But you left me far behind
Left me far behind
Left me far behind

ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ¸øµÇ°Ô ±¼·Á°í ÇÑ°Ç ¾Æ´ÏÁö¸¸
¾î·µç ±×·¸°Ô µÅ¹ö·È¾î
ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ³×°¡ ºñÂüÇÑ »îÀ»
»ì°í ÀÖ´Ù´Â ¸»À» µé¾úÀ» Áöµµ ¸ô¶ó
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾î·µç ³Í ±×·¸°Ô »ì¾ÒÀݾÆ

±×·¡¼­ Ä£±¸µéÀÌ ÁÖÀ§¸¦ µÑ·¯½Î°í
¶¥À¸·Î °ïµÎ¹ÚÁú Ãļ­ ¹«³ÊÁö´Â
³× ¸ð½ÀÀ» º¼ Áöµµ ¸ô¶ó
ÁÖÀ§ Ä£±¸µéÀÌ ¼º°øÇÑ
³×  ¸ð½ÀÀ» º¸°Ô µÉÁöµµ ¸ð¸£Áö
Å©°Ô ¼º°øÇÑ ´ç½ÅÀ» ¸»À̾ß

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾ðÁ¨°¡ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ³Î ¹Ù¶óº¸¸ç
Àڱ⠰ÍÀ» ³» ³õÀ¸¶ó°í ÇÒ °Å¾ß
±×µéÀº °íÅ뽺·¯¿ö ÇÏ´Â ³Ê¿Í
°íÇâÀ» ±×¸®¿öÇÏ´Â ³Î º¸°Ô µÉ°Å¾ß

ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ¿ì¸®°¡ ÇÔ²² Çϸç
ÁÖÀ§ÀÇ ÀÙ»õ¸¦ Ä¡¿ö ¹ö¸®°í
³×°¡ ´Ù°¡ ¿Ã ¼ö ÀÖ°Ô ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ³ª¸¦ ¶°³ª ¸Ö¸® °¡ ¹ö·ÈÁö

ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ¸øµÇ°Ô ±¼·Á°í ÇÑ°Ç ¾Æ´ÏÁö¸¸
¾î·µç ±×·¸°Ô µÅ¹ö·È¾î
ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ³Í °¡Áø °Í Çϳª ¾øÀÌ
³»¹ö·ÁÁ³´Ù°í ÇÒ ¼öµµ ÀÖ¾î
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ±× °íÅëÀ» È¥ÀÚ Âü¾Ò¾î
È¥ÀÚ Âü¾Ò¾î

±× °íÅëÀ» È¥ÀÚ ÂüÀ¸¸ç
»ç¶÷µéÀº ±«·Î¿öÇÏ´Â ³Î ¹Ù¶óº¸Áö
ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ¾î¼¸é ³»°¡
½Ç¼ö¸¦ Çß´ÂÁöµµ ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ª´Â ³» ¶æ´ë·Î »ì°í ÀÖ¾î

±× ¶§ ¾î¼¸é ¿ì¸° ¹º°¡ ÀǹÌÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ»
³ª´­ ¼öµµ ÀÖ¾úÁö¸¸ ³Í ¿ì¸®°¡
ÀÚ¶ó³­ °÷À» ÃÄ´Ù º¸·Á ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ
¿ì¸®°¡ Á® ¹ö¸° °÷À» Çѹø ¹Ù¶óºÁ

±×¸®°í ³ª¼­ ¾ðÁ¨°¡ ³»ÀÏÀÌ ´Ù°¡¿À¸é
¸¶Áö¸· Çà·Î¸¦ °È´Â ³Í ¶§¹®¿¡
°ÆÁ¤½º·¯¿î »ý°¢ÀÌ µé °Å¾ß

³×°¡ ±æÀ» ÀÒ°í Çì¸Å´ø ±× Ãß¿î ³¯
³» »î¿¡¼­ ¸Ö¾îÁ³´Ù´Ï ¾Æ½¬¿ö
³»°Ô ¾Æ¹«·± ¸»µµ ¾øÀÌ ÇÏ
³Í ³¯ ¾ÆÁÖ ¸Ö¸® ¶°³ª ¹ö·È¾î

ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ¸øµÇ°Ô ±¼·Á°í ÇÑ°Ç ¾Æ´ÏÁö¸¸
¾î·µç ±×·¸°Ô µÅ¹ö·È¾î
ÀÌÁ¦ º¸´Ï ³Í °¡Áø °Í Çϳª ¾øÀÌ
³»¹ö·ÁÁ³´Ù°í ÇÒ ¼öµµ ÀÖ¾î
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ±× °íÅëÀ» È¥ÀÚ Âü¾Ò¾î
È¥ÀÚ Âü¾Ò¾î

½Ã°£Àº Ä£±¸µµ º¯ÇÏ°Ô ÇÑ´Ù°í ÇßÀݾÆ
±× Ä£±¸µéÀÌ ´Ù°¡¿Í¼­
³×°¡ ¹«³ÊÁö´Â ¸ð½ÀÀ»
³×°¡ °íÅ뽺·¯¿öÇÏ´Â ¸ð½ÀÀ» º¸°Ô µÇ°í
³Î Áþ´©¸£°Ô µÅ
³Î Áþ´©¸£°Ô µÅ

³Ê¿¡°Ô ¸øµÇ°Ô ±¼·Á°í
ÇÑ°Ô ¾Æ´ÒÁö ¸ô¶ó
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ³¯ µÎ°í ¸Ö¸® ¶°³ª ¹ö·È¾î
³¯ µÎ°í ¸Ö¸®
³¯ µÎ°í ¸Ö¸®


Æ˾ظ®¸¯ POP & LYRIC 1998-2024