Class Of '65 Lyrics

	作词 : Walsh
	Well I got a letter from a high school friend
	Who I never really know that well, he wrote me
	And the mothball letter on a blue and white sweater
	From the Class of '65 got me planning, planning
	Standing in a room full of faces (in a room),
	I knew them all
	But I could not place the names with the faces
	Now converstaion makes me nervous
	I just smile and nod along
	When it comes to telling stories,
	I could go on and on
	I went downstars to straighten my tie
	Laid on a table
	I chance to pass by were some stories
	On some notebook paper from some high school friends
	And they all had tales to tell
	And they all sent pictures of their families
	And the stories read so well
	I just stood there and pretended
	I had something in my eye
	And the tears fell on the letters
	I had to, sorry we missed ya, maybe next time
	Tell everyone
	I said hi, hi
	From the Class of '65, hi
	From the Class of '65, hi

	zuo ci : Walsh
	Well I got a letter from a high school friend
	Who I never really know that well, he wrote me
	And the mothball letter on a blue and white sweater
	From the Class of ' 65 got me planning, planning
	Standing in a room full of faces in a room,
	I knew them all
	But I could not place the names with the faces
	Now converstaion makes me nervous
	I just smile and nod along
	When it comes to telling stories,
	I could go on and on
	I went downstars to straighten my tie
	Laid on a table
	I chance to pass by were some stories
	On some notebook paper from some high school friends
	And they all had tales to tell
	And they all sent pictures of their families
	And the stories read so well
	I just stood there and pretended
	I had something in my eye
	And the tears fell on the letters
	I had to, sorry we missed ya, maybe next time
	Tell everyone
	I said hi, hi
	From the Class of ' 65, hi
	From the Class of ' 65, hi

	zuò cí : Walsh
	Well I got a letter from a high school friend
	Who I never really know that well, he wrote me
	And the mothball letter on a blue and white sweater
	From the Class of ' 65 got me planning, planning
	Standing in a room full of faces in a room,
	I knew them all
	But I could not place the names with the faces
	Now converstaion makes me nervous
	I just smile and nod along
	When it comes to telling stories,
	I could go on and on
	I went downstars to straighten my tie
	Laid on a table
	I chance to pass by were some stories
	On some notebook paper from some high school friends
	And they all had tales to tell
	And they all sent pictures of their families
	And the stories read so well
	I just stood there and pretended
	I had something in my eye
	And the tears fell on the letters
	I had to, sorry we missed ya, maybe next time
	Tell everyone
	I said hi, hi
	From the Class of ' 65, hi
	From the Class of ' 65, hi

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