| Song | A Few Good Things Remain |
| Artist | Kathy Mattea |
| Album | Time Passes By |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Alger, Vezner | |
| I heard a siren late last night | |
| You must have felt me shiver | |
| Shaken by a wave of fright | |
| That you calmed with a whisper | |
| And fear gave way to better things | |
| And sweeter dreams | |
| Like a warm spring rain | |
| On a roof above | |
| The way you call my name | |
| When we make love | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You're here to remind me a few good things remain | |
| When living leaves my pride bruised up | |
| I'm fragile as a feather | |
| The storms of life just won't let up | |
| You're like a change of weather | |
| When dust settles on my dreams | |
| You wash them clean | |
| Like a warm spring rain | |
| On a roof above | |
| The way you call my name | |
| When we make love | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You're here to remind me a few good things remain | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You're here to remind me | |
| A few good things remain | |
| You're here to remind me | |
| A few good things remain |
| zuo ci : Alger, Vezner | |
| I heard a siren late last night | |
| You must have felt me shiver | |
| Shaken by a wave of fright | |
| That you calmed with a whisper | |
| And fear gave way to better things | |
| And sweeter dreams | |
| Like a warm spring rain | |
| On a roof above | |
| The way you call my name | |
| When we make love | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You' re here to remind me a few good things remain | |
| When living leaves my pride bruised up | |
| I' m fragile as a feather | |
| The storms of life just won' t let up | |
| You' re like a change of weather | |
| When dust settles on my dreams | |
| You wash them clean | |
| Like a warm spring rain | |
| On a roof above | |
| The way you call my name | |
| When we make love | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You' re here to remind me a few good things remain | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You' re here to remind me | |
| A few good things remain | |
| You' re here to remind me | |
| A few good things remain |
| zuò cí : Alger, Vezner | |
| I heard a siren late last night | |
| You must have felt me shiver | |
| Shaken by a wave of fright | |
| That you calmed with a whisper | |
| And fear gave way to better things | |
| And sweeter dreams | |
| Like a warm spring rain | |
| On a roof above | |
| The way you call my name | |
| When we make love | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You' re here to remind me a few good things remain | |
| When living leaves my pride bruised up | |
| I' m fragile as a feather | |
| The storms of life just won' t let up | |
| You' re like a change of weather | |
| When dust settles on my dreams | |
| You wash them clean | |
| Like a warm spring rain | |
| On a roof above | |
| The way you call my name | |
| When we make love | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You' re here to remind me a few good things remain | |
| While the world outside my window goes insane | |
| You' re here to remind me | |
| A few good things remain | |
| You' re here to remind me | |
| A few good things remain |