| Song | You Can't Measure the Cost |
| Artist | Bread |
| Album | Bread |
| 作词 : Gates | |
| The silken skies that so remind | |
| And mesmerize and finally blind me | |
| The downy softness of herself | |
| Forever lingering behind me | |
| Never ever has there been | |
| Nor will ever be again | |
| One someone to give you love | |
| Tenderness and be your friend | |
| Hanging on till the bitter end | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| But it's a heavy loss indeed for those in need | |
| I've tried to look inside myself | |
| To find the strength from which to draw from | |
| I turn it inside and | |
| I've been trying to see it | |
| From the view she saw from | |
| Since she tried to go too deep | |
| Limitations brought her down | |
| And though | |
| I'd like to free her mind | |
| Visitations bring a frown | |
| I gotta find the place she found | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| But it's a heavy loss to bear when she's not there | |
| Where she is no one seems to know | |
| The silken skies have swallowed her up or so it seems | |
| The morning mist that melts upon the meadow | |
| Brings a touch of sorrow | |
| The one I kissed is all alone | |
| And may or may not know tomorrow | |
| Just an ordinary girl to the ordinary eye | |
| But so much deeper goes the vein | |
| Like the glittering of gold you want to touch | |
| Then you gotta hold | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can't measure the cost of a woman lost |
| zuò cí : Gates | |
| The silken skies that so remind | |
| And mesmerize and finally blind me | |
| The downy softness of herself | |
| Forever lingering behind me | |
| Never ever has there been | |
| Nor will ever be again | |
| One someone to give you love | |
| Tenderness and be your friend | |
| Hanging on till the bitter end | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| But it' s a heavy loss indeed for those in need | |
| I' ve tried to look inside myself | |
| To find the strength from which to draw from | |
| I turn it inside and | |
| I' ve been trying to see it | |
| From the view she saw from | |
| Since she tried to go too deep | |
| Limitations brought her down | |
| And though | |
| I' d like to free her mind | |
| Visitations bring a frown | |
| I gotta find the place she found | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| But it' s a heavy loss to bear when she' s not there | |
| Where she is no one seems to know | |
| The silken skies have swallowed her up or so it seems | |
| The morning mist that melts upon the meadow | |
| Brings a touch of sorrow | |
| The one I kissed is all alone | |
| And may or may not know tomorrow | |
| Just an ordinary girl to the ordinary eye | |
| But so much deeper goes the vein | |
| Like the glittering of gold you want to touch | |
| Then you gotta hold | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost | |
| You can' t measure the cost of a woman lost |