Song Of Our So-Called Friend 歌词

	作曲 : Sheff
	Remember when our so-called friend would not call out to you while tumbling loosely out a hole punched through your home?
	It's pretty clear,though you could hear,you truly finally knew, in time,he'll tell his tale the way he'd like it told.
	Now he isn't on the phone,and his story might as well be so.
	Well,loving is as loving does,and
	I'd say we should know,because we both have loved,and lost, and are alone.
	Your face is falling tears,to me they're lovely and they're dear,though you don't love me and it's clear that
	I will never see you in my arms.
	There's no room in your heartfor even this finely-sharpened dart;although
	I had started to think there might be hope,it isn't so.
	So wake up,make up some new song againaround the same tune.
	The water cools,the leaves they fall,the sun it bends,the summer ends;our so-called friend doesn't need you.
	So proceed out the door and down the street.
	December's lying near,but in the oven's heat this house is now a home.
	Sixty days of trips and staysyou took to tell me, dear, that you cannot love me because you secretly still love a stone.
	Although I put my lips to your face,trying to push his kiss out of its place,although my heart started to race,now it has slowed,
	I'll let it go.

	zuo qu : Sheff
	Remember when our socalled friend would not call out to you while tumbling loosely out a hole punched through your home?
	It' s pretty clear, though you could hear, you truly finally knew, in time, he' ll tell his tale the way he' d like it told.
	Now he isn' t on the phone, and his story might as well be so.
	Well, loving is as loving does, and
	I' d say we should know, because we both have loved, and lost, and are alone.
	Your face is falling tears, to me they' re lovely and they' re dear, though you don' t love me and it' s clear that
	I will never see you in my arms.
	There' s no room in your heartfor even this finelysharpened dart although
	I had started to think there might be hope, it isn' t so.
	So wake up, make up some new song againaround the same tune.
	The water cools, the leaves they fall, the sun it bends, the summer ends our socalled friend doesn' t need you.
	So proceed out the door and down the street.
	December' s lying near, but in the oven' s heat this house is now a home.
	Sixty days of trips and staysyou took to tell me, dear, that you cannot love me because you secretly still love a stone.
	Although I put my lips to your face, trying to push his kiss out of its place, although my heart started to race, now it has slowed,
	I' ll let it go.

	zuò qǔ : Sheff
	Remember when our socalled friend would not call out to you while tumbling loosely out a hole punched through your home?
	It' s pretty clear, though you could hear, you truly finally knew, in time, he' ll tell his tale the way he' d like it told.
	Now he isn' t on the phone, and his story might as well be so.
	Well, loving is as loving does, and
	I' d say we should know, because we both have loved, and lost, and are alone.
	Your face is falling tears, to me they' re lovely and they' re dear, though you don' t love me and it' s clear that
	I will never see you in my arms.
	There' s no room in your heartfor even this finelysharpened dart although
	I had started to think there might be hope, it isn' t so.
	So wake up, make up some new song againaround the same tune.
	The water cools, the leaves they fall, the sun it bends, the summer ends our socalled friend doesn' t need you.
	So proceed out the door and down the street.
	December' s lying near, but in the oven' s heat this house is now a home.
	Sixty days of trips and staysyou took to tell me, dear, that you cannot love me because you secretly still love a stone.
	Although I put my lips to your face, trying to push his kiss out of its place, although my heart started to race, now it has slowed,
	I' ll let it go.

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