歌曲 | Time Is Passing Us By |
歌手 | Joan Baez |
专辑 | Gulf Winds |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
(Words and Music by Joan Baez) | |
The moon is low on the southland | |
The frogs are asleep on the lake | |
Did you know that tears run in rivulets | |
And hearts can repeatedly break? | |
And this may well be the last time | |
If my spirits don't pick up and fly | |
For though it's sad | |
It may well be true | |
That our time is passing us by | |
Occasionally you have called for me | |
I've always tried to be there | |
But it seemed whenever my train pulled in | |
You never did really care | |
And the only thing I could decipher | |
From the corner of your roving eye | |
Was that you and I | |
Were the first ones to know | |
That our time was passing us by | |
Well, it was fun for the first few years | |
playing Legend In Our Time | |
And there were those who discussed the fact | |
That we drifted apart in our prime | |
And we haven't got too much in common | |
Except that we're so much alike | |
And I hate it for though | |
You're a big part of me | |
But our time is passing us by | |
So I can sit here in my silver chair | |
You can stay there on your gold | |
You can say you've got commitments | |
And I can say I'm growing old | |
And I can get up and make comments | |
On the color of the evening sky | |
But our ships have come home | |
And the night's rolling in | |
And our time is passing us by | |
But cast us adrift | |
And cross a few stars | |
And I'm good for one more try | |
© 1976, 1977 Gabriel Earl Music (ASCAP) |
Words and Music by Joan Baez | |
The moon is low on the southland | |
The frogs are asleep on the lake | |
Did you know that tears run in rivulets | |
And hearts can repeatedly break? | |
And this may well be the last time | |
If my spirits don' t pick up and fly | |
For though it' s sad | |
It may well be true | |
That our time is passing us by | |
Occasionally you have called for me | |
I' ve always tried to be there | |
But it seemed whenever my train pulled in | |
You never did really care | |
And the only thing I could decipher | |
From the corner of your roving eye | |
Was that you and I | |
Were the first ones to know | |
That our time was passing us by | |
Well, it was fun for the first few years | |
playing Legend In Our Time | |
And there were those who discussed the fact | |
That we drifted apart in our prime | |
And we haven' t got too much in common | |
Except that we' re so much alike | |
And I hate it for though | |
You' re a big part of me | |
But our time is passing us by | |
So I can sit here in my silver chair | |
You can stay there on your gold | |
You can say you' ve got commitments | |
And I can say I' m growing old | |
And I can get up and make comments | |
On the color of the evening sky | |
But our ships have come home | |
And the night' s rolling in | |
And our time is passing us by | |
But cast us adrift | |
And cross a few stars | |
And I' m good for one more try | |
1976, 1977 Gabriel Earl Music ASCAP |
Words and Music by Joan Baez | |
The moon is low on the southland | |
The frogs are asleep on the lake | |
Did you know that tears run in rivulets | |
And hearts can repeatedly break? | |
And this may well be the last time | |
If my spirits don' t pick up and fly | |
For though it' s sad | |
It may well be true | |
That our time is passing us by | |
Occasionally you have called for me | |
I' ve always tried to be there | |
But it seemed whenever my train pulled in | |
You never did really care | |
And the only thing I could decipher | |
From the corner of your roving eye | |
Was that you and I | |
Were the first ones to know | |
That our time was passing us by | |
Well, it was fun for the first few years | |
playing Legend In Our Time | |
And there were those who discussed the fact | |
That we drifted apart in our prime | |
And we haven' t got too much in common | |
Except that we' re so much alike | |
And I hate it for though | |
You' re a big part of me | |
But our time is passing us by | |
So I can sit here in my silver chair | |
You can stay there on your gold | |
You can say you' ve got commitments | |
And I can say I' m growing old | |
And I can get up and make comments | |
On the color of the evening sky | |
But our ships have come home | |
And the night' s rolling in | |
And our time is passing us by | |
But cast us adrift | |
And cross a few stars | |
And I' m good for one more try | |
1976, 1977 Gabriel Earl Music ASCAP |