歌曲 | I Give You the Morning |
歌手 | Tom Paxton |
专辑 | Things I Notice Now |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paxton | |
Ever again the morning creeps across your shoulders | |
Through he frosted window pane the sun grows bolder | |
Your hair flows down your pillow, you're still sleeping | |
I think I'll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I've told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Through the waving curtain wall the sun comes streaming | |
Far behind your flickering eyelids, you're still dreaming | |
You're dreaming of the good times, and you're smiling | |
I think I'll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I've told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Close beneath the window cill the earth is humming | |
Like an eager Christmas child, the day is coming | |
Listen to the morning's song, it's singing | |
I think I'll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I've told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Like an antique ballroom fan your eyelids flutter | |
Sunlight streams across your eyes, trough open shutters | |
Now I think you're ready for the journey | |
I think I'll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I've told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day |
zuo qu : Paxton | |
Ever again the morning creeps across your shoulders | |
Through he frosted window pane the sun grows bolder | |
Your hair flows down your pillow, you' re still sleeping | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Through the waving curtain wall the sun comes streaming | |
Far behind your flickering eyelids, you' re still dreaming | |
You' re dreaming of the good times, and you' re smiling | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Close beneath the window cill the earth is humming | |
Like an eager Christmas child, the day is coming | |
Listen to the morning' s song, it' s singing | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Like an antique ballroom fan your eyelids flutter | |
Sunlight streams across your eyes, trough open shutters | |
Now I think you' re ready for the journey | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day |
zuò qǔ : Paxton | |
Ever again the morning creeps across your shoulders | |
Through he frosted window pane the sun grows bolder | |
Your hair flows down your pillow, you' re still sleeping | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Through the waving curtain wall the sun comes streaming | |
Far behind your flickering eyelids, you' re still dreaming | |
You' re dreaming of the good times, and you' re smiling | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Close beneath the window cill the earth is humming | |
Like an eager Christmas child, the day is coming | |
Listen to the morning' s song, it' s singing | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day | |
Like an antique ballroom fan your eyelids flutter | |
Sunlight streams across your eyes, trough open shutters | |
Now I think you' re ready for the journey | |
I think I' ll wake you now and hold you | |
Tell you again the things I' ve told you | |
Behold I give you the morning | |
I give you the day |