Song | Midnight Summer Dream |
Artist | The Stranglers |
Album | Feline |
作词 : Black, Burnel, Cornwell ... | |
Woke up on a good day | |
And the world was wonderful | |
A midnight summer dream had me in its spell | |
I dreamt about an old man | |
Sat and watched the rain all night | |
He couldn't sleep a wink as all the drops fell | |
He told me of the beauty | |
Hidden in our foreheads | |
He told me of the ugliness | |
We show instead | |
And when we put a foot wrong do we learn | |
From all the pain | |
A midnight summer dream as he watched the rain | |
Then at midnight he poured another drink | |
And bent my ear | |
After midnight we sat up half the night | |
Or maybe more | |
And he began to tell me what it was all for | |
I woke up in an armchair | |
He had gone I don't know where | |
Left me there to sit and look at the rain | |
Don't remember much at all | |
But his words were echoing | |
A midnight summer dream and then wake again | |
Maybe I'll never find him | |
Maybe he's gone forever | |
Maybe I'll have to sit here | |
Watching the weather | |
One thing's pretty certain helped me | |
Make it in the night | |
Showed me somewhere else between wrong and right | |
And at midnight if you can't sleep | |
Then I can bend your ear | |
After midnight we'll sit up half the night | |
Or maybe more | |
And I'll begin to tell you what it is all for | |
Wake up on a good day | |
And the world feels wonderful | |
Midnight summer dream has me in its spell. |
zuò cí : Black, Burnel, Cornwell ... | |
Woke up on a good day | |
And the world was wonderful | |
A midnight summer dream had me in its spell | |
I dreamt about an old man | |
Sat and watched the rain all night | |
He couldn' t sleep a wink as all the drops fell | |
He told me of the beauty | |
Hidden in our foreheads | |
He told me of the ugliness | |
We show instead | |
And when we put a foot wrong do we learn | |
From all the pain | |
A midnight summer dream as he watched the rain | |
Then at midnight he poured another drink | |
And bent my ear | |
After midnight we sat up half the night | |
Or maybe more | |
And he began to tell me what it was all for | |
I woke up in an armchair | |
He had gone I don' t know where | |
Left me there to sit and look at the rain | |
Don' t remember much at all | |
But his words were echoing | |
A midnight summer dream and then wake again | |
Maybe I' ll never find him | |
Maybe he' s gone forever | |
Maybe I' ll have to sit here | |
Watching the weather | |
One thing' s pretty certain helped me | |
Make it in the night | |
Showed me somewhere else between wrong and right | |
And at midnight if you can' t sleep | |
Then I can bend your ear | |
After midnight we' ll sit up half the night | |
Or maybe more | |
And I' ll begin to tell you what it is all for | |
Wake up on a good day | |
And the world feels wonderful | |
Midnight summer dream has me in its spell. |