| Song | Good Night My Love (Pleasant Dreams) |
| Artist | Harry Connick, Jr. |
| Album | Only You |
| 作曲 : Marascalco, Motola | |
| Honor Society - Goodnight My Love | |
| It's been quite a long year | |
| Like we're being tested | |
| To face all our fears | |
| Finally, your mind will get some rest | |
| And you'll feel much better | |
| When you're laying on my chest | |
| I'll keep you right by my side | |
| I feel you breathing | |
| Close your tired eyes | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| I feel you drifting | |
| Goodbye, my best friend | |
| This ain't no kind of living | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| And I'll hold you one more time until tomorrow | |
| While you're deep in a dream | |
| I'm awake and thinking | |
| Of what we could have been, yeah, yeah | |
| And could I have done something better | |
| And made some changes? | |
| But objects in the rear view mirror | |
| Are closer than they seem | |
| There's no use grasping | |
| When things are out of reach | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| I feel you drifting | |
| Goodbye, my best friend | |
| This ain't no kind of living | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| And I'll hold you one more time until tomorrow | |
| Inside, I'm dying | |
| I don't wanna let you go | |
| We've worked so hard | |
| And outside, I'm crying | |
| My heart won't admit what my mind already knows | |
| And it's getting light outside | |
| I guess I'll get up | |
| Put on my clothes | |
| And kiss you one more time | |
| So close your tired eyes | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| I feel you drifting, baby | |
| Goodbye, my best friend | |
| This ain't no kind of living | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| At least I held you last more time before tomorrow |
| zuò qǔ : Marascalco, Motola | |
| Honor Society Goodnight My Love | |
| It' s been quite a long year | |
| Like we' re being tested | |
| To face all our fears | |
| Finally, your mind will get some rest | |
| And you' ll feel much better | |
| When you' re laying on my chest | |
| I' ll keep you right by my side | |
| I feel you breathing | |
| Close your tired eyes | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| I feel you drifting | |
| Goodbye, my best friend | |
| This ain' t no kind of living | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| And I' ll hold you one more time until tomorrow | |
| While you' re deep in a dream | |
| I' m awake and thinking | |
| Of what we could have been, yeah, yeah | |
| And could I have done something better | |
| And made some changes? | |
| But objects in the rear view mirror | |
| Are closer than they seem | |
| There' s no use grasping | |
| When things are out of reach | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| I feel you drifting | |
| Goodbye, my best friend | |
| This ain' t no kind of living | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| And I' ll hold you one more time until tomorrow | |
| Inside, I' m dying | |
| I don' t wanna let you go | |
| We' ve worked so hard | |
| And outside, I' m crying | |
| My heart won' t admit what my mind already knows | |
| And it' s getting light outside | |
| I guess I' ll get up | |
| Put on my clothes | |
| And kiss you one more time | |
| So close your tired eyes | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| I feel you drifting, baby | |
| Goodbye, my best friend | |
| This ain' t no kind of living | |
| Goodnight, my love | |
| At least I held you last more time before tomorrow |