Sleeping Face 歌词

	作词 : Tim Bowness/Peter Chilvers
	作曲 : Tim Bowness/Peter Chilvers
	Still thinking of the Sixties
	Now you’re in your sixties
	History made a plaything of your past
	Feeling sad about the moment
	Feeling sad about the dream
	It hits you like a fist
	It hits you like a fist
	Crying for her memory
	While she’s lying there beside you
	You’re missing her madly
	As you touch her sleeping face.
	You should have got kinder
	Not stranger and stranger
	But nothing you ever did was fair
	You should have tried harder
	But you couldn’t be bothered
	You don’t know what you missed
	You don’t know what you missed
	Crying for her memory
	While she’s lying there beside you
	You’re missing her madly
	As you touch her sleeping face
	Bernard in the arms of his father
	Renee in the wreck of a car -
	The things that made you what you are
	How quickly it goes
	How quickly
	How quickly it slows

	zuo ci : Tim Bowness Peter Chilvers
	zuo qu : Tim Bowness Peter Chilvers
	Still thinking of the Sixties
	Now you' re in your sixties
	History made a plaything of your past
	Feeling sad about the moment
	Feeling sad about the dream
	It hits you like a fist
	It hits you like a fist
	Crying for her memory
	While she' s lying there beside you
	You' re missing her madly
	As you touch her sleeping face.
	You should have got kinder
	Not stranger and stranger
	But nothing you ever did was fair
	You should have tried harder
	But you couldn' t be bothered
	You don' t know what you missed
	You don' t know what you missed
	Crying for her memory
	While she' s lying there beside you
	You' re missing her madly
	As you touch her sleeping face
	Bernard in the arms of his father
	Renee in the wreck of a car -
	The things that made you what you are
	How quickly it goes
	How quickly
	How quickly it slows

	zuò cí : Tim Bowness Peter Chilvers
	zuò qǔ : Tim Bowness Peter Chilvers
	Still thinking of the Sixties
	Now you' re in your sixties
	History made a plaything of your past
	Feeling sad about the moment
	Feeling sad about the dream
	It hits you like a fist
	It hits you like a fist
	Crying for her memory
	While she' s lying there beside you
	You' re missing her madly
	As you touch her sleeping face.
	You should have got kinder
	Not stranger and stranger
	But nothing you ever did was fair
	You should have tried harder
	But you couldn' t be bothered
	You don' t know what you missed
	You don' t know what you missed
	Crying for her memory
	While she' s lying there beside you
	You' re missing her madly
	As you touch her sleeping face
	Bernard in the arms of his father
	Renee in the wreck of a car -
	The things that made you what you are
	How quickly it goes
	How quickly
	How quickly it slows

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