歌曲 | The Nightingale |
歌手 | Jennifer Warnes |
专辑 | The Well |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Yesterday, I thought that I walked alone | |
And that love was just a memory | |
But a nightingale followed me back home | |
Where my love was waiting there for me | |
I have lost my faith as lovers often do | |
When the storm clouds gather overhead | |
But a nightingale sang a note so true | |
That I knew I’d lost my fear instead | |
And to think that I said,"Love was for fools" | |
And that time would never heal | |
These old wounds | |
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me | |
In the twilight, he played a faithful true | |
I have heard the lark over the vale | |
And I’ve heard the lonesome whippoorwill | |
But the sweetest song is the nightingale’s | |
And I know I’ll never get my fill | |
And to think that I said,"Love for fools" | |
And that time would never heal these old wounds | |
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me | |
In the twilight, he played a faithful tune |
Yesterday, I thought that I walked alone | |
And that love was just a memory | |
But a nightingale followed me back home | |
Where my love was waiting there for me | |
I have lost my faith as lovers often do | |
When the storm clouds gather overhead | |
But a nightingale sang a note so true | |
That I knew I' d lost my fear instead | |
And to think that I said," Love was for fools" | |
And that time would never heal | |
These old wounds | |
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me | |
In the twilight, he played a faithful true | |
I have heard the lark over the vale | |
And I' ve heard the lonesome whippoorwill | |
But the sweetest song is the nightingale' s | |
And I know I' ll never get my fill | |
And to think that I said," Love for fools" | |
And that time would never heal these old wounds | |
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me | |
In the twilight, he played a faithful tune |
Yesterday, I thought that I walked alone | |
And that love was just a memory | |
But a nightingale followed me back home | |
Where my love was waiting there for me | |
I have lost my faith as lovers often do | |
When the storm clouds gather overhead | |
But a nightingale sang a note so true | |
That I knew I' d lost my fear instead | |
And to think that I said," Love was for fools" | |
And that time would never heal | |
These old wounds | |
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me | |
In the twilight, he played a faithful true | |
I have heard the lark over the vale | |
And I' ve heard the lonesome whippoorwill | |
But the sweetest song is the nightingale' s | |
And I know I' ll never get my fill | |
And to think that I said," Love for fools" | |
And that time would never heal these old wounds | |
But the nightingale saved a prayer for me | |
In the twilight, he played a faithful tune |