| Song | Seventh Avenue |
| Artist | Rosanne Cash |
| Album | Retrospective |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cash, Leventhal | |
| The world keeps getting smaller | |
| 'til it closes 'round my room | |
| and everything I feel now | |
| is hard and fast and true | |
| My window is a spotlight | |
| on the madness down below | |
| it takes a silent figure | |
| to make this place a home | |
| Now the candles burn all night | |
| without you | |
| and the moon hangs out of sight | |
| so blue | |
| on Seventh Avenue | |
| I gave you what you wanted | |
| and it took so many years | |
| now I'm just a part of | |
| the traffic and the tears | |
| I am not a lighthouse | |
| not the answer or the truth | |
| but the love that I held onto | |
| is safe inside this room | |
| Now the candles burn all night | |
| without you | |
| and the moon hangs out of sight | |
| so blue | |
| on Seventh Avenue | |
| (all of the stories from all of our lives | |
| are not lost from memory on these streets tonight) |
| zuo ci : Cash, Leventhal | |
| The world keeps getting smaller | |
| ' til it closes ' round my room | |
| and everything I feel now | |
| is hard and fast and true | |
| My window is a spotlight | |
| on the madness down below | |
| it takes a silent figure | |
| to make this place a home | |
| Now the candles burn all night | |
| without you | |
| and the moon hangs out of sight | |
| so blue | |
| on Seventh Avenue | |
| I gave you what you wanted | |
| and it took so many years | |
| now I' m just a part of | |
| the traffic and the tears | |
| I am not a lighthouse | |
| not the answer or the truth | |
| but the love that I held onto | |
| is safe inside this room | |
| Now the candles burn all night | |
| without you | |
| and the moon hangs out of sight | |
| so blue | |
| on Seventh Avenue | |
| all of the stories from all of our lives | |
| are not lost from memory on these streets tonight |
| zuò cí : Cash, Leventhal | |
| The world keeps getting smaller | |
| ' til it closes ' round my room | |
| and everything I feel now | |
| is hard and fast and true | |
| My window is a spotlight | |
| on the madness down below | |
| it takes a silent figure | |
| to make this place a home | |
| Now the candles burn all night | |
| without you | |
| and the moon hangs out of sight | |
| so blue | |
| on Seventh Avenue | |
| I gave you what you wanted | |
| and it took so many years | |
| now I' m just a part of | |
| the traffic and the tears | |
| I am not a lighthouse | |
| not the answer or the truth | |
| but the love that I held onto | |
| is safe inside this room | |
| Now the candles burn all night | |
| without you | |
| and the moon hangs out of sight | |
| so blue | |
| on Seventh Avenue | |
| all of the stories from all of our lives | |
| are not lost from memory on these streets tonight |