歌曲 | The Boy Who Came Back |
歌手 | Marc Almond |
专辑 | Vermin in Ermine |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Almond | |
He woke to the sound of the birds in the morning | |
Felt charged with a new lease of life | |
Time to break out of his present surroundings | |
A mother, a child and a wife | |
He'd not said good-bye to his last thread of childhood | |
It lay just beyond his front gate | |
So he packed just a few things | |
And he packed in his job | |
And he prayed he'd not left it too late | |
He turned and he said | |
"well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there's time for this boy to turn back" | |
Joy held his heart | |
As he took to the road | |
Cast all his sorrow | |
To the breeze | |
Knew in his heart | |
It was the right thing to do | |
For he had to search out | |
His belief | |
Spring came and fall went | |
The year ran away | |
Love, hate and heartache ran too | |
Felt himself drift | |
Into memories of home | |
And the loneliness he lived on through | |
He turned and he said | |
"well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there's time for this boy to turn back" | |
And he'd learnt about life | |
But he'd lost out on love | |
He was no longer only a boy | |
There were lines on his face | |
From the sun and the wind | |
But no lines there through | |
Laughter or joy | |
Shoes full of holes | |
But with fire in his soul | |
He walked down the dirt beaten track | |
Mother was gone | |
But his wife and child were living on | |
And they cried | |
"it's the boy who came back" | |
Goodbye through the evening | |
Goodbye through the night | |
Goodbye through the dreams | |
Through the sleep | |
Goodbye to our yesterdays | |
Hello tomorrow | |
It seems we were destined to meet | |
He turned and he said | |
"well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there's time for this boy to turn back" |
zuo ci : Almond | |
He woke to the sound of the birds in the morning | |
Felt charged with a new lease of life | |
Time to break out of his present surroundings | |
A mother, a child and a wife | |
He' d not said goodbye to his last thread of childhood | |
It lay just beyond his front gate | |
So he packed just a few things | |
And he packed in his job | |
And he prayed he' d not left it too late | |
He turned and he said | |
" well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there' s time for this boy to turn back" | |
Joy held his heart | |
As he took to the road | |
Cast all his sorrow | |
To the breeze | |
Knew in his heart | |
It was the right thing to do | |
For he had to search out | |
His belief | |
Spring came and fall went | |
The year ran away | |
Love, hate and heartache ran too | |
Felt himself drift | |
Into memories of home | |
And the loneliness he lived on through | |
He turned and he said | |
" well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there' s time for this boy to turn back" | |
And he' d learnt about life | |
But he' d lost out on love | |
He was no longer only a boy | |
There were lines on his face | |
From the sun and the wind | |
But no lines there through | |
Laughter or joy | |
Shoes full of holes | |
But with fire in his soul | |
He walked down the dirt beaten track | |
Mother was gone | |
But his wife and child were living on | |
And they cried | |
" it' s the boy who came back" | |
Goodbye through the evening | |
Goodbye through the night | |
Goodbye through the dreams | |
Through the sleep | |
Goodbye to our yesterdays | |
Hello tomorrow | |
It seems we were destined to meet | |
He turned and he said | |
" well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there' s time for this boy to turn back" |
zuò cí : Almond | |
He woke to the sound of the birds in the morning | |
Felt charged with a new lease of life | |
Time to break out of his present surroundings | |
A mother, a child and a wife | |
He' d not said goodbye to his last thread of childhood | |
It lay just beyond his front gate | |
So he packed just a few things | |
And he packed in his job | |
And he prayed he' d not left it too late | |
He turned and he said | |
" well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there' s time for this boy to turn back" | |
Joy held his heart | |
As he took to the road | |
Cast all his sorrow | |
To the breeze | |
Knew in his heart | |
It was the right thing to do | |
For he had to search out | |
His belief | |
Spring came and fall went | |
The year ran away | |
Love, hate and heartache ran too | |
Felt himself drift | |
Into memories of home | |
And the loneliness he lived on through | |
He turned and he said | |
" well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there' s time for this boy to turn back" | |
And he' d learnt about life | |
But he' d lost out on love | |
He was no longer only a boy | |
There were lines on his face | |
From the sun and the wind | |
But no lines there through | |
Laughter or joy | |
Shoes full of holes | |
But with fire in his soul | |
He walked down the dirt beaten track | |
Mother was gone | |
But his wife and child were living on | |
And they cried | |
" it' s the boy who came back" | |
Goodbye through the evening | |
Goodbye through the night | |
Goodbye through the dreams | |
Through the sleep | |
Goodbye to our yesterdays | |
Hello tomorrow | |
It seems we were destined to meet | |
He turned and he said | |
" well we always have time, | |
Time on our side | |
And there' s time for this boy to turn back" |