There Was Magic, Then... 歌词
| 歌曲 | There Was Magic, Then... |
| 歌手 | The Gentle Waves |
| 专辑 | Swansong for You |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Campbell | |
| When I was a girl, I dreamt of dancing | |
| I dreamt of many things the heart could hold | |
| I'd nurse my doll, would love and care for him | |
| Would breathe life into him | |
| For I believed | |
| The world was grand with many precious things | |
| Fine air, such precious things | |
| It was my world | |
| The wind would blow wild with imaginings | |
| I was so happy in my little world | |
| For the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Now I have grown and life is kind to me | |
| I have some misery but don't we all? | |
| Our path is so long that many lose their way | |
| Longing with everyday for what went wrong? | |
| For the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Below the sky, lost children find their way | |
| Weaving through life's highway through joy, through pain | |
| When summer has gone darkness can swallow you | |
| And happy times once new | |
| Will fade to grey | |
| Yet, if my dreams were to all burn today | |
| I wouldn't run away, call me a fool | |
| For I believe | |
| And if I never see | |
| If it's denied to me, quite lost I'd say | |
| Oh the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Oh the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic |
| zuo ci : Campbell | |
| When I was a girl, I dreamt of dancing | |
| I dreamt of many things the heart could hold | |
| I' d nurse my doll, would love and care for him | |
| Would breathe life into him | |
| For I believed | |
| The world was grand with many precious things | |
| Fine air, such precious things | |
| It was my world | |
| The wind would blow wild with imaginings | |
| I was so happy in my little world | |
| For the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Now I have grown and life is kind to me | |
| I have some misery but don' t we all? | |
| Our path is so long that many lose their way | |
| Longing with everyday for what went wrong? | |
| For the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Below the sky, lost children find their way | |
| Weaving through life' s highway through joy, through pain | |
| When summer has gone darkness can swallow you | |
| And happy times once new | |
| Will fade to grey | |
| Yet, if my dreams were to all burn today | |
| I wouldn' t run away, call me a fool | |
| For I believe | |
| And if I never see | |
| If it' s denied to me, quite lost I' d say | |
| Oh the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Oh the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic |
| zuò cí : Campbell | |
| When I was a girl, I dreamt of dancing | |
| I dreamt of many things the heart could hold | |
| I' d nurse my doll, would love and care for him | |
| Would breathe life into him | |
| For I believed | |
| The world was grand with many precious things | |
| Fine air, such precious things | |
| It was my world | |
| The wind would blow wild with imaginings | |
| I was so happy in my little world | |
| For the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Now I have grown and life is kind to me | |
| I have some misery but don' t we all? | |
| Our path is so long that many lose their way | |
| Longing with everyday for what went wrong? | |
| For the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Below the sky, lost children find their way | |
| Weaving through life' s highway through joy, through pain | |
| When summer has gone darkness can swallow you | |
| And happy times once new | |
| Will fade to grey | |
| Yet, if my dreams were to all burn today | |
| I wouldn' t run away, call me a fool | |
| For I believe | |
| And if I never see | |
| If it' s denied to me, quite lost I' d say | |
| Oh the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic... | |
| Oh the days were long in the summertime | |
| With the sweetest taste in the summertime | |
| There were secrets made in the summertime | |
| There was magic |
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