We Could Send Letters

	作词 : Frame
	Words and music by
	Roddy Frame
	You said you're free, for me that says it all.
	You're free to push me and
	I'm free to fall.
	So if we weaken we can call it stress,
	You've got my trust
	I've got your home address.
	And now the only chance that we could take,
	Is the chance that someone else won't make it all come true.
	We're making tracks, they show our touch and go,
	And now it's touch and come and you should know.
	But then four years won't mean that much to me,
	When I've been smothered by the sympathy you bleed.
	Chorus: Just close your eyes again
	Until these things get better
	You're never far away
	But we could send letters.
	While you were gone
	I reached another town,
	They couldn't help me but they showed me round,
	And now I've seen what you can't understand,
	I'd try to lead you but
	I'd crush your hand.
	Because the people in the village know, it doesn't matter
	Where you choose to go the end's the same.
	I found some blood
	I wasn't meant to find
	I found some feelings that we'd left behind
	But then some blood won't mean that much to me
	When I've been smothered by the sympathy you bleed.
	Chorus

	zuò cí : Frame
	Words and music by
	Roddy Frame
	You said you' re free, for me that says it all.
	You' re free to push me and
	I' m free to fall.
	So if we weaken we can call it stress,
	You' ve got my trust
	I' ve got your home address.
	And now the only chance that we could take,
	Is the chance that someone else won' t make it all come true.
	We' re making tracks, they show our touch and go,
	And now it' s touch and come and you should know.
	But then four years won' t mean that much to me,
	When I' ve been smothered by the sympathy you bleed.
	Chorus: Just close your eyes again
	Until these things get better
	You' re never far away
	But we could send letters.
	While you were gone
	I reached another town,
	They couldn' t help me but they showed me round,
	And now I' ve seen what you can' t understand,
	I' d try to lead you but
	I' d crush your hand.
	Because the people in the village know, it doesn' t matter
	Where you choose to go the end' s the same.
	I found some blood
	I wasn' t meant to find
	I found some feelings that we' d left behind
	But then some blood won' t mean that much to me
	When I' ve been smothered by the sympathy you bleed.
	Chorus