The Passion 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Passion |
| 歌手 | Billy Bragg |
| 专辑 | Talking with the Taxman About Poetry |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bragg | |
| The fear of a daughter can run high | |
| In the mind of a father to be | |
| For something is growing inside | |
| But we don't talk about it, do we | |
| In the long empty passionless night | |
| Many times to herself she had prayed | |
| That the baby will love her much more | |
| Than the big boy who stole her away | |
| Chorus: | |
| And sometimes it takes a grown man a long time to learn | |
| Just what it would take a child a night to learn | |
| It pains her to learn that some things will never be right | |
| If the baby is just someone else to take sides in a fight | |
| Harsh words between bride and groom | |
| The distance is greater each day | |
| He smokes alone in the next room | |
| And she knits her life away | |
| A long time ago she saw visions on the stairs | |
| And when she felt dizzy her mother was always there | |
| The home help is no help at all i have not committed a crime | |
| Angels gaze down from the wall | |
| Is there a god, is there a next time |
| zuo ci : Bragg | |
| The fear of a daughter can run high | |
| In the mind of a father to be | |
| For something is growing inside | |
| But we don' t talk about it, do we | |
| In the long empty passionless night | |
| Many times to herself she had prayed | |
| That the baby will love her much more | |
| Than the big boy who stole her away | |
| Chorus: | |
| And sometimes it takes a grown man a long time to learn | |
| Just what it would take a child a night to learn | |
| It pains her to learn that some things will never be right | |
| If the baby is just someone else to take sides in a fight | |
| Harsh words between bride and groom | |
| The distance is greater each day | |
| He smokes alone in the next room | |
| And she knits her life away | |
| A long time ago she saw visions on the stairs | |
| And when she felt dizzy her mother was always there | |
| The home help is no help at all i have not committed a crime | |
| Angels gaze down from the wall | |
| Is there a god, is there a next time |
| zuò cí : Bragg | |
| The fear of a daughter can run high | |
| In the mind of a father to be | |
| For something is growing inside | |
| But we don' t talk about it, do we | |
| In the long empty passionless night | |
| Many times to herself she had prayed | |
| That the baby will love her much more | |
| Than the big boy who stole her away | |
| Chorus: | |
| And sometimes it takes a grown man a long time to learn | |
| Just what it would take a child a night to learn | |
| It pains her to learn that some things will never be right | |
| If the baby is just someone else to take sides in a fight | |
| Harsh words between bride and groom | |
| The distance is greater each day | |
| He smokes alone in the next room | |
| And she knits her life away | |
| A long time ago she saw visions on the stairs | |
| And when she felt dizzy her mother was always there | |
| The home help is no help at all i have not committed a crime | |
| Angels gaze down from the wall | |
| Is there a god, is there a next time |
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