Gunshot-Pamela Hute

[ti:Gunshot] [ar:Pamela Hute] [al:Gunshot] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Gunshot - Pamela Hute [00:03.89]Written by：Pamela Hute [00:07.79]Wake up can you feel the world outside [00:11.48] [00:13.47]Can you see me writing postcards [00:15.21] [00:17.01]While the sun is bright [00:19.58] [00:22.11]In bed you were staring at the window [00:26.16] [00:27.91]You could hear me fall low [00:30.60] [00:31.62]There's a gun shot outside [00:33.18] [00:36.49]In the papers you never saw his face [00:40.40] [00:41.71]And maybe it's a nightmare [00:45.64]Anyway it's too late [00:47.46] [00:50.91]In the papers you never saw his face [00:54.60] [00:55.90]And maybe it's a nightmare [00:58.23] [00:59.71]Anyway it's too late [01:01.92] [01:09.05]Stand up cause the world is still humming [01:13.00] [01:14.65]It could be a beginning [01:16.41] [01:18.15]As the sun still shines [01:20.28] [01:23.60]In bed you're still staring at that window [01:28.13] [01:29.08]And your ears are ringing low [01:31.72] [01:32.88]There's a gun shot outside [01:34.58] [01:37.71]In the papers you never saw his face [01:41.46] [01:42.91]And maybe it's a nightmare [01:45.56] [01:46.91]Anyway it's too late [01:49.21] [01:52.32]In the papers you never saw his face [01:55.94] [01:57.35]And maybe it's a nightmare [02:00.22] [02:01.32]Anyway it's too late [02:03.16] [02:32.50]Wake up