Song | How Sweet the Tune |
Artist | Frances Black |
Album | How High the Moon |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Murphy |
[00:19.249] | She cuts a tiny figure at |
[00:22.957] | The picture-house front door |
[00:27.228] | He said they'd meet at seven |
[00:30.733] | But it's been an hour or more |
[00:35.616] | So she shuns the knowning glances of |
[00:40.189] | The couples passing by |
[00:45.116] | Bites her lip and holds down hard |
[00:48.421] | So they won't see her cry |
[00:53.550] | From twilight to starlight |
[00:57.666] | She waited on into the night |
[01:01.883] | 'Till the clock-tower chimes out ten |
[01:05.649] | She knows he's let her down again |
[01:09.816] | And she vows this is the last time |
[01:14.284] | As the tears begins to fall |
[01:18.295] | If this is love it's better she had |
[01:23.526] | Never loved at all |
[01:29.372] | Chorus |
[01:29.678] | How high the moon how sweet the tune |
[01:38.464] | How big the fool that feel too soon |
[01:46.895] | How deep the pain first love imparts |
[01:55.531] | How could you know |
[01:59.898] | How fragile the heart |
[02:06.248] | Her eyes are red there's nothing said |
[02:09.957] | She goes off to school |
[02:14.275] | Quiet sadness follows her |
[02:18.84] | That breaks my heart in two |
[02:23.68] | I can't advise or patronise |
[02:25.654] | As she foregoes these passage rights |
[02:31.705] | Or tell her memory |
[02:33.177] | Knows the way she feels |
[02:40.229] | For when you learn the hard way |
[02:44.599] | Second time you're shy |
[02:48.716] | To cover up that sleep worn heart |
[02:54.868] | The next time she won't cry |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Murphy |
[00:19.249] | She cuts a tiny figure at |
[00:22.957] | The picturehouse front door |
[00:27.228] | He said they' d meet at seven |
[00:30.733] | But it' s been an hour or more |
[00:35.616] | So she shuns the knowning glances of |
[00:40.189] | The couples passing by |
[00:45.116] | Bites her lip and holds down hard |
[00:48.421] | So they won' t see her cry |
[00:53.550] | From twilight to starlight |
[00:57.666] | She waited on into the night |
[01:01.883] | ' Till the clocktower chimes out ten |
[01:05.649] | She knows he' s let her down again |
[01:09.816] | And she vows this is the last time |
[01:14.284] | As the tears begins to fall |
[01:18.295] | If this is love it' s better she had |
[01:23.526] | Never loved at all |
[01:29.372] | Chorus |
[01:29.678] | How high the moon how sweet the tune |
[01:38.464] | How big the fool that feel too soon |
[01:46.895] | How deep the pain first love imparts |
[01:55.531] | How could you know |
[01:59.898] | How fragile the heart |
[02:06.248] | Her eyes are red there' s nothing said |
[02:09.957] | She goes off to school |
[02:14.275] | Quiet sadness follows her |
[02:18.84] | That breaks my heart in two |
[02:23.68] | I can' t advise or patronise |
[02:25.654] | As she foregoes these passage rights |
[02:31.705] | Or tell her memory |
[02:33.177] | Knows the way she feels |
[02:40.229] | For when you learn the hard way |
[02:44.599] | Second time you' re shy |
[02:48.716] | To cover up that sleep worn heart |
[02:54.868] | The next time she won' t cry |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Murphy |
[00:19.249] | She cuts a tiny figure at |
[00:22.957] | The picturehouse front door |
[00:27.228] | He said they' d meet at seven |
[00:30.733] | But it' s been an hour or more |
[00:35.616] | So she shuns the knowning glances of |
[00:40.189] | The couples passing by |
[00:45.116] | Bites her lip and holds down hard |
[00:48.421] | So they won' t see her cry |
[00:53.550] | From twilight to starlight |
[00:57.666] | She waited on into the night |
[01:01.883] | ' Till the clocktower chimes out ten |
[01:05.649] | She knows he' s let her down again |
[01:09.816] | And she vows this is the last time |
[01:14.284] | As the tears begins to fall |
[01:18.295] | If this is love it' s better she had |
[01:23.526] | Never loved at all |
[01:29.372] | Chorus |
[01:29.678] | How high the moon how sweet the tune |
[01:38.464] | How big the fool that feel too soon |
[01:46.895] | How deep the pain first love imparts |
[01:55.531] | How could you know |
[01:59.898] | How fragile the heart |
[02:06.248] | Her eyes are red there' s nothing said |
[02:09.957] | She goes off to school |
[02:14.275] | Quiet sadness follows her |
[02:18.84] | That breaks my heart in two |
[02:23.68] | I can' t advise or patronise |
[02:25.654] | As she foregoes these passage rights |
[02:31.705] | Or tell her memory |
[02:33.177] | Knows the way she feels |
[02:40.229] | For when you learn the hard way |
[02:44.599] | Second time you' re shy |
[02:48.716] | To cover up that sleep worn heart |
[02:54.868] | The next time she won' t cry |