[00:00.00] | 作词 : Johnson |
[00:30.24] | Sitting at the back of a smoke filled room |
[00:35.55] | On a cold and sunny afternoon |
[00:41.82] | Drinking red wine |
[00:44.46] | And counting the laugh lines |
[00:47.24] | On the face of the girl who stands in the doorway |
[00:53.32] | And over her shoulder |
[00:55.87] | There's a world growing colder |
[00:59.16] | I'm feeling older and slowly less sober |
[01:04.81] | It's the first and the last time |
[01:11.00] | That we'll ever meet |
[01:16.27] | Just falling leaves |
[01:23.42] | From winter trees |
[01:28.11] | So light gives in to dark |
[01:33.96] | The nylon sheets softly spark |
[01:39.44] | Nostalgia strikes hard at the heart |
[01:45.18] | That cannot escape from its past |
[01:50.83] | And it's the first and the last time |
[01:57.22] | That we'll ever meet |
[02:02.77] | Just falling leaves |
[02:09.75] | from winter trees |
[03:00.54] | And it's the first and the last time |
[03:06.72] | That we'll ever meet |
[03:12.22] | Just falling leaves |
[03:18.38] | Dropping from winter trees |
[03:24.10] | Strangers touching the parts |
[03:29.23] | That love cannot reach |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Johnson |
[00:30.24] | Sitting at the back of a smoke filled room |
[00:35.55] | On a cold and sunny afternoon |
[00:41.82] | Drinking red wine |
[00:44.46] | And counting the laugh lines |
[00:47.24] | On the face of the girl who stands in the doorway |
[00:53.32] | And over her shoulder |
[00:55.87] | There' s a world growing colder |
[00:59.16] | I' m feeling older and slowly less sober |
[01:04.81] | It' s the first and the last time |
[01:11.00] | That we' ll ever meet |
[01:16.27] | Just falling leaves |
[01:23.42] | From winter trees |
[01:28.11] | So light gives in to dark |
[01:33.96] | The nylon sheets softly spark |
[01:39.44] | Nostalgia strikes hard at the heart |
[01:45.18] | That cannot escape from its past |
[01:50.83] | And it' s the first and the last time |
[01:57.22] | That we' ll ever meet |
[02:02.77] | Just falling leaves |
[02:09.75] | from winter trees |
[03:00.54] | And it' s the first and the last time |
[03:06.72] | That we' ll ever meet |
[03:12.22] | Just falling leaves |
[03:18.38] | Dropping from winter trees |
[03:24.10] | Strangers touching the parts |
[03:29.23] | That love cannot reach |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Johnson |
[00:30.24] | Sitting at the back of a smoke filled room |
[00:35.55] | On a cold and sunny afternoon |
[00:41.82] | Drinking red wine |
[00:44.46] | And counting the laugh lines |
[00:47.24] | On the face of the girl who stands in the doorway |
[00:53.32] | And over her shoulder |
[00:55.87] | There' s a world growing colder |
[00:59.16] | I' m feeling older and slowly less sober |
[01:04.81] | It' s the first and the last time |
[01:11.00] | That we' ll ever meet |
[01:16.27] | Just falling leaves |
[01:23.42] | From winter trees |
[01:28.11] | So light gives in to dark |
[01:33.96] | The nylon sheets softly spark |
[01:39.44] | Nostalgia strikes hard at the heart |
[01:45.18] | That cannot escape from its past |
[01:50.83] | And it' s the first and the last time |
[01:57.22] | That we' ll ever meet |
[02:02.77] | Just falling leaves |
[02:09.75] | from winter trees |
[03:00.54] | And it' s the first and the last time |
[03:06.72] | That we' ll ever meet |
[03:12.22] | Just falling leaves |
[03:18.38] | Dropping from winter trees |
[03:24.10] | Strangers touching the parts |
[03:29.23] | That love cannot reach |