| 歌曲 | Goodnight Old Friend |
| 歌手 | Leo Sayer |
| 专辑 | Silverbird |
| 作词 : Sayer | |
| Sayer-Courtney | |
| Farewell, old friend, leave me, now be gone | |
| My soul is weak , my mind is never strong. | |
| Watch my hands at night and see the way they’re shaking | |
| See the endless road, see the way it’s taking | |
| And it’s still the same old night | |
| And it still just don’t seem right | |
| And this darkness blinds my eyes. | |
| Writing down my life on endless scraps of paper | |
| Years of hanging round, a life of wasted labour | |
| And it’s still the same old night | |
| And somehow it don’t feel right | |
| And this darkness blinds my eyes. | |
| Goodnight, old friend, I’ll see you once again | |
| The dawn will come and haunt me once again. | |
| Watch my life unfold and see the shape it’s taking | |
| Watch my fingers write and see the way they’re shaking | |
| And it’s still the same old night | |
| And somehow it don’t feel right | |
| And this darkness blinds my eyes. | |
| Goodnight, old friend, I’ll see you once again | |
| The dawn will come and haunt us once again. | |
| And it’s still the same old night | |
| And it’s still the same old night | |
| And it’s still the same old night | |
| Ah, it’s still the same old night. |
| zuò cí : Sayer | |
| SayerCourtney | |
| Farewell, old friend, leave me, now be gone | |
| My soul is weak , my mind is never strong. | |
| Watch my hands at night and see the way they' re shaking | |
| See the endless road, see the way it' s taking | |
| And it' s still the same old night | |
| And it still just don' t seem right | |
| And this darkness blinds my eyes. | |
| Writing down my life on endless scraps of paper | |
| Years of hanging round, a life of wasted labour | |
| And it' s still the same old night | |
| And somehow it don' t feel right | |
| And this darkness blinds my eyes. | |
| Goodnight, old friend, I' ll see you once again | |
| The dawn will come and haunt me once again. | |
| Watch my life unfold and see the shape it' s taking | |
| Watch my fingers write and see the way they' re shaking | |
| And it' s still the same old night | |
| And somehow it don' t feel right | |
| And this darkness blinds my eyes. | |
| Goodnight, old friend, I' ll see you once again | |
| The dawn will come and haunt us once again. | |
| And it' s still the same old night | |
| And it' s still the same old night | |
| And it' s still the same old night | |
| Ah, it' s still the same old night. |