歌曲 | Back When Ted Loved Sylvia |
歌手 | Nanci Griffith |
专辑 | Hearts In Mind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Etheridge | |
They both wrote poetry | |
In fact, that was how they met | |
He was a Yorkshire man in | |
Cambridge | |
She was from | |
Massachusetts | |
They spoke and they fell in love | |
They kissed and picked daffodils | |
She came across the ocean | |
Just to bid her heart goodbye | |
The hawk next to his goddess | |
They were glorious to see | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia Close friends disapproved | |
Said they ought to wait | |
They did not care with all that said | |
And married nonetheless | |
They traveled and they taught | |
A life of academia | |
Typewriters and cocktails | |
Angry verses and sad pleas | |
Dutiful wife and mother | |
The poet behind her man | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia The tempests that were howling | |
And tearing them apart | |
Were forces that had been in place | |
To wreck them from the start | |
So she stayed home with the kids | |
Collecting poems in a jar | |
He had his lectures and soon a mistress | |
And left her all alone | |
Why did she end it all? | |
Was he just to blame? | |
There’s only two that know for sure | |
And neither one remain | |
I don’t need an answer | |
I prefer to read between the lines | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia |
zuo ci : Etheridge | |
They both wrote poetry | |
In fact, that was how they met | |
He was a Yorkshire man in | |
Cambridge | |
She was from | |
Massachusetts | |
They spoke and they fell in love | |
They kissed and picked daffodils | |
She came across the ocean | |
Just to bid her heart goodbye | |
The hawk next to his goddess | |
They were glorious to see | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia Close friends disapproved | |
Said they ought to wait | |
They did not care with all that said | |
And married nonetheless | |
They traveled and they taught | |
A life of academia | |
Typewriters and cocktails | |
Angry verses and sad pleas | |
Dutiful wife and mother | |
The poet behind her man | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia The tempests that were howling | |
And tearing them apart | |
Were forces that had been in place | |
To wreck them from the start | |
So she stayed home with the kids | |
Collecting poems in a jar | |
He had his lectures and soon a mistress | |
And left her all alone | |
Why did she end it all? | |
Was he just to blame? | |
There' s only two that know for sure | |
And neither one remain | |
I don' t need an answer | |
I prefer to read between the lines | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia |
zuò cí : Etheridge | |
They both wrote poetry | |
In fact, that was how they met | |
He was a Yorkshire man in | |
Cambridge | |
She was from | |
Massachusetts | |
They spoke and they fell in love | |
They kissed and picked daffodils | |
She came across the ocean | |
Just to bid her heart goodbye | |
The hawk next to his goddess | |
They were glorious to see | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia Close friends disapproved | |
Said they ought to wait | |
They did not care with all that said | |
And married nonetheless | |
They traveled and they taught | |
A life of academia | |
Typewriters and cocktails | |
Angry verses and sad pleas | |
Dutiful wife and mother | |
The poet behind her man | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia The tempests that were howling | |
And tearing them apart | |
Were forces that had been in place | |
To wreck them from the start | |
So she stayed home with the kids | |
Collecting poems in a jar | |
He had his lectures and soon a mistress | |
And left her all alone | |
Why did she end it all? | |
Was he just to blame? | |
There' s only two that know for sure | |
And neither one remain | |
I don' t need an answer | |
I prefer to read between the lines | |
Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia Back when | |
Ted loved | |
Sylvia |