| 歌曲 | Turn Me Towards The Light |
| 歌手 | Aberfeldy |
| 专辑 | Do Whatever Turns You On |
| 作词 : Aberfeldy | |
| I'm a butcher and a barber | |
| And I live down by the sea | |
| Waiting at the harbour for the ships to come to me | |
| Take all they can offer and they'll leave eventually | |
| And they don't return | |
| And I never learn | |
| You can lose your grip by degrees | |
| Thin yourself | |
| Misery | |
| The fact we got from A to B | |
| That's good enough for me | |
| You're a barber and a butcher too | |
| You know the way I feel | |
| With eyes upon the future | |
| As the past has no appeal | |
| This is all that's left for us | |
| What happened to the deal? | |
| What a sting | |
| What a burn | |
| Do I never learn? | |
| You can loose your grip the angry way | |
| Got to strip some layers away | |
| I got it wrong but I can get it right | |
| Just turn me towards the light | |
| Like a flower about to bloom | |
| You must protect me | |
| Give me room | |
| I failed to understand you | |
| Must you make such fuss | |
| Too late to take the tiller | |
| On this course we can't adjust | |
| Time will take a hull from you | |
| And turn it into rust | |
| From bow to stern | |
| But we can get a grip | |
| What do you say? | |
| And we could sail this ship away | |
| We can sing a song | |
| Win the fight | |
| Just turn me towards the light | |
| Like a flower about to bloom | |
| You must protect me | |
| Give me room |
| zuò cí : Aberfeldy | |
| I' m a butcher and a barber | |
| And I live down by the sea | |
| Waiting at the harbour for the ships to come to me | |
| Take all they can offer and they' ll leave eventually | |
| And they don' t return | |
| And I never learn | |
| You can lose your grip by degrees | |
| Thin yourself | |
| Misery | |
| The fact we got from A to B | |
| That' s good enough for me | |
| You' re a barber and a butcher too | |
| You know the way I feel | |
| With eyes upon the future | |
| As the past has no appeal | |
| This is all that' s left for us | |
| What happened to the deal? | |
| What a sting | |
| What a burn | |
| Do I never learn? | |
| You can loose your grip the angry way | |
| Got to strip some layers away | |
| I got it wrong but I can get it right | |
| Just turn me towards the light | |
| Like a flower about to bloom | |
| You must protect me | |
| Give me room | |
| I failed to understand you | |
| Must you make such fuss | |
| Too late to take the tiller | |
| On this course we can' t adjust | |
| Time will take a hull from you | |
| And turn it into rust | |
| From bow to stern | |
| But we can get a grip | |
| What do you say? | |
| And we could sail this ship away | |
| We can sing a song | |
| Win the fight | |
| Just turn me towards the light | |
| Like a flower about to bloom | |
| You must protect me | |
| Give me room |