歌曲 | It's Not The Spotlight |
歌手 | Rod Stewart |
专辑 | Atlantic Crossing |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Gerry Goffin/Barry Goldberg | |
If I ever feel the light again shining down on me, | |
I don't have to tell you what a welcome it will be. | |
I felt the light before but I let it slip away, | |
but I still keep on believing that it'll come back some day. | |
It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light, | |
it's not the street lights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I've seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean. | |
Some times I try to tell myself the light was never real, | |
just a fantasy that used to be, the way I used to feel. | |
But you and I know better, even though it's been so long, | |
if your memory really serves you well, you'll never tell me no wrong. | |
It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light, | |
it's not the streetlights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I've seen it shining in your eyes you know what I mean. | |
So if I ever feel the light again shining down on me, | |
I don't have to tell you what a welcome it would be. | |
I felt the light before but I let it slip away, | |
but I still keep on believing that it'll come back some day. | |
It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light, | |
it's not the streetlights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I've seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean. |
Written: Gerry Goffin Barry Goldberg | |
If I ever feel the light again shining down on me, | |
I don' t have to tell you what a welcome it will be. | |
I felt the light before but I let it slip away, | |
but I still keep on believing that it' ll come back some day. | |
It' s not the spotlight, it' s not the cam' ra light, | |
it' s not the street lights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain' t the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I' ve seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean. | |
Some times I try to tell myself the light was never real, | |
just a fantasy that used to be, the way I used to feel. | |
But you and I know better, even though it' s been so long, | |
if your memory really serves you well, you' ll never tell me no wrong. | |
It' s not the spotlight, it' s not the cam' ra light, | |
it' s not the streetlights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain' t the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I' ve seen it shining in your eyes you know what I mean. | |
So if I ever feel the light again shining down on me, | |
I don' t have to tell you what a welcome it would be. | |
I felt the light before but I let it slip away, | |
but I still keep on believing that it' ll come back some day. | |
It' s not the spotlight, it' s not the cam' ra light, | |
it' s not the streetlights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain' t the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I' ve seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean. |
Written: Gerry Goffin Barry Goldberg | |
If I ever feel the light again shining down on me, | |
I don' t have to tell you what a welcome it will be. | |
I felt the light before but I let it slip away, | |
but I still keep on believing that it' ll come back some day. | |
It' s not the spotlight, it' s not the cam' ra light, | |
it' s not the street lights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain' t the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I' ve seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean. | |
Some times I try to tell myself the light was never real, | |
just a fantasy that used to be, the way I used to feel. | |
But you and I know better, even though it' s been so long, | |
if your memory really serves you well, you' ll never tell me no wrong. | |
It' s not the spotlight, it' s not the cam' ra light, | |
it' s not the streetlights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain' t the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I' ve seen it shining in your eyes you know what I mean. | |
So if I ever feel the light again shining down on me, | |
I don' t have to tell you what a welcome it would be. | |
I felt the light before but I let it slip away, | |
but I still keep on believing that it' ll come back some day. | |
It' s not the spotlight, it' s not the cam' ra light, | |
it' s not the streetlights of some old street of dreams. | |
It ain' t the moonlight, not even the sunlight, | |
but I' ve seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean. |