| Song | No One Waits |
| Artist | Cliff Richard |
| Album | 1970s |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cliff Richard/Isherwood | |
| No one waits behind his door | |
| Just the morning papers | |
| And that coffee cup of hers | |
| She was warm like a woman is | |
| But when there’s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| No one waits behind her door | |
| Just the worn out dresses | |
| And that coffee cup of his | |
| He was warm like a man can be | |
| But when there’s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| The carnival gives way, and the Ferris-wheel stops | |
| And the clowns, they’re not laughing anymore | |
| The clowns, they’re not laughing anymore | |
| The circus left town yesterday | |
| Left me walking the hot wire | |
| We were but touch away | |
| Girl we couldn’t get much higher | |
| When there’s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| The carnival gives way, and the Ferris-wheel stops | |
| And the clowns, they’re not laughing anymore | |
| The clowns, they’re not laughing anymore | |
| No one waits behind the door | |
| There’s a thousand reasons why | |
| Had this feeling once before | |
| ‘Cause when you got nothing left to give | |
| No feelings left to keep we’ll hear it | |
| When there’s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| When there’s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour |
| zuo qu : Cliff Richard Isherwood | |
| No one waits behind his door | |
| Just the morning papers | |
| And that coffee cup of hers | |
| She was warm like a woman is | |
| But when there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| No one waits behind her door | |
| Just the worn out dresses | |
| And that coffee cup of his | |
| He was warm like a man can be | |
| But when there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| The carnival gives way, and the Ferriswheel stops | |
| And the clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| The clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| The circus left town yesterday | |
| Left me walking the hot wire | |
| We were but touch away | |
| Girl we couldn' t get much higher | |
| When there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| The carnival gives way, and the Ferriswheel stops | |
| And the clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| The clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| No one waits behind the door | |
| There' s a thousand reasons why | |
| Had this feeling once before | |
| ' Cause when you got nothing left to give | |
| No feelings left to keep we' ll hear it | |
| When there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| When there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour |
| zuò qǔ : Cliff Richard Isherwood | |
| No one waits behind his door | |
| Just the morning papers | |
| And that coffee cup of hers | |
| She was warm like a woman is | |
| But when there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| No one waits behind her door | |
| Just the worn out dresses | |
| And that coffee cup of his | |
| He was warm like a man can be | |
| But when there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| The carnival gives way, and the Ferriswheel stops | |
| And the clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| The clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| The circus left town yesterday | |
| Left me walking the hot wire | |
| We were but touch away | |
| Girl we couldn' t get much higher | |
| When there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| The carnival gives way, and the Ferriswheel stops | |
| And the clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| The clowns, they' re not laughing anymore | |
| No one waits behind the door | |
| There' s a thousand reasons why | |
| Had this feeling once before | |
| ' Cause when you got nothing left to give | |
| No feelings left to keep we' ll hear it | |
| When there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| Nothing left to give | |
| When there' s nothing left to give | |
| You lose your sense of humour |