Your City Is A Desert To Me - Joyside (快乐的赛德)

Your city is a desert to me

Glass towers prick the sky

Stars are crying

Rude highways slit the land

Flowers are dying

Your city is a desert to me

Your city is a desert to me

No lights show a hope

To warm a dark ghost

No routes reach a home

To lead a lost soul

Your city is a desert to me

Melt me with your sun of gold

Bury me under your skin so cold

Melt me with your sun of gold

Bury me

Melt me with your sun of gold

Bury me under your skin so cold

Melt me with your sun of gold

Bury me under your skin so cold

Melt me with your sun of gold

Bury me under your skin so cold