Song | Shadow On A Harvest Moon |
Artist | Everything But the Girl |
Album | Idlewild |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Thorn | |
Let me tell you about this torch | |
I carry It's not much of a career | |
And it won't make my fortune | |
I fear But it stays alight and won’t be buried | |
It’s brighter year-by-year | |
And someday it will surely disappear | |
When it does | |
I’ll know | |
I’ve laid to rest | |
The ghost of your unhappiness | |
That flits around from room to room | |
A widow on a honeymoon | |
A shadow on a harvest moon | |
So put away this torch you carry | |
For it's doing you no good | |
And surely you know by now that you should | |
And come the day you die or marry | |
Will you be understood | |
When you say that you wanted but never could | |
Turn your back and lay to rest | |
The ghost of your unhappiness | |
That flits around from room to room | |
A widow on a honey moon | |
A shadow on a harvest moon | |
I write these words to make them true, "I've drowned my torch and so should you." |
zuo ci : Thorn | |
Let me tell you about this torch | |
I carry It' s not much of a career | |
And it won' t make my fortune | |
I fear But it stays alight and won' t be buried | |
It' s brighter yearbyyear | |
And someday it will surely disappear | |
When it does | |
I' ll know | |
I' ve laid to rest | |
The ghost of your unhappiness | |
That flits around from room to room | |
A widow on a honeymoon | |
A shadow on a harvest moon | |
So put away this torch you carry | |
For it' s doing you no good | |
And surely you know by now that you should | |
And come the day you die or marry | |
Will you be understood | |
When you say that you wanted but never could | |
Turn your back and lay to rest | |
The ghost of your unhappiness | |
That flits around from room to room | |
A widow on a honey moon | |
A shadow on a harvest moon | |
I write these words to make them true, " I' ve drowned my torch and so should you." |
zuò cí : Thorn | |
Let me tell you about this torch | |
I carry It' s not much of a career | |
And it won' t make my fortune | |
I fear But it stays alight and won' t be buried | |
It' s brighter yearbyyear | |
And someday it will surely disappear | |
When it does | |
I' ll know | |
I' ve laid to rest | |
The ghost of your unhappiness | |
That flits around from room to room | |
A widow on a honeymoon | |
A shadow on a harvest moon | |
So put away this torch you carry | |
For it' s doing you no good | |
And surely you know by now that you should | |
And come the day you die or marry | |
Will you be understood | |
When you say that you wanted but never could | |
Turn your back and lay to rest | |
The ghost of your unhappiness | |
That flits around from room to room | |
A widow on a honey moon | |
A shadow on a harvest moon | |
I write these words to make them true, " I' ve drowned my torch and so should you." |