Song | Candle in the Window |
Artist | Linda Eder |
Album | It's Time |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Murphy, Wildhorn | |
"Hurry through the night | |
Past the shuttered houses | |
Towards a solitary light | |
Burning in a window near a figure in a chair | |
Always sitting there | |
Quiet as a prayer | |
Does he close his eyes? | |
Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise. | |
Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight | |
Deep into the night | |
Praying that he's right | |
Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade | |
And I don't feel so alone or so afraid | |
There's a candle in the window every night | |
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see | |
That candle in the window every night | |
Burning like the yearning to be free | |
Far away and dim | |
Kept alive by him | |
Seven blocks away | |
Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray | |
That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more | |
Till he finds a way | |
This is what I pray | |
And I wonder does he see me passing by each night | |
As I look up to find his patch of light | |
There's a candle in the window every night | |
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see that | |
Candle in the window shining bright | |
Burning like the yearning to be free | |
Far away and dim | |
Kept alive by him | |
Hurry through the night | |
Towards a solitary light |
zuo qu : Murphy, Wildhorn | |
" Hurry through the night | |
Past the shuttered houses | |
Towards a solitary light | |
Burning in a window near a figure in a chair | |
Always sitting there | |
Quiet as a prayer | |
Does he close his eyes? | |
Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise. | |
Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight | |
Deep into the night | |
Praying that he' s right | |
Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade | |
And I don' t feel so alone or so afraid | |
There' s a candle in the window every night | |
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see | |
That candle in the window every night | |
Burning like the yearning to be free | |
Far away and dim | |
Kept alive by him | |
Seven blocks away | |
Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray | |
That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more | |
Till he finds a way | |
This is what I pray | |
And I wonder does he see me passing by each night | |
As I look up to find his patch of light | |
There' s a candle in the window every night | |
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see that | |
Candle in the window shining bright | |
Burning like the yearning to be free | |
Far away and dim | |
Kept alive by him | |
Hurry through the night | |
Towards a solitary light |
zuò qǔ : Murphy, Wildhorn | |
" Hurry through the night | |
Past the shuttered houses | |
Towards a solitary light | |
Burning in a window near a figure in a chair | |
Always sitting there | |
Quiet as a prayer | |
Does he close his eyes? | |
Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise. | |
Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight | |
Deep into the night | |
Praying that he' s right | |
Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade | |
And I don' t feel so alone or so afraid | |
There' s a candle in the window every night | |
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see | |
That candle in the window every night | |
Burning like the yearning to be free | |
Far away and dim | |
Kept alive by him | |
Seven blocks away | |
Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray | |
That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more | |
Till he finds a way | |
This is what I pray | |
And I wonder does he see me passing by each night | |
As I look up to find his patch of light | |
There' s a candle in the window every night | |
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see that | |
Candle in the window shining bright | |
Burning like the yearning to be free | |
Far away and dim | |
Kept alive by him | |
Hurry through the night | |
Towards a solitary light |