| Song | A Beginning From An End |
| Artist | Jan & Dean |
| Album | From Surf City to Drag City |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jan Berry/George Tipton/Roger Christian/Cleve Herman | |
| She looks like you in every way | |
| And I love her more with each passing day | |
| But that doesn’t mean, I don’t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss her tender sighs | |
| But that doesn’t mean, I don’t miss you | |
| She reminds me of the morning | |
| When you left me without warning | |
| But that doesn’t mean, I don’t miss you | |
| Whenever I’m holding her near | |
| I seem to sense your present’s here | |
| I even get the feeling that I could reach out and touch your hand | |
| She waits each morning, smiling bright | |
| She takes my hand and she’ll squeeze it tight | |
| But that doesn’t mean, I don’t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| I could still remember that stifling antiseptic smell | |
| Of the hospital corridor | |
| As you clutched my hand and hurried down the hall | |
| I think you knew as you looked up at me | |
| That we would never see each other again | |
| And I felt so all alone as they wheeled you out the doors and told me to wait | |
| And then there was a cry | |
| And the doctor came out and showed me our baby girl | |
| You never saw her sweetheart | |
| But she must of known you somewhere | |
| Because she looks, and acts, and talks the way I remember you | |
| (Repeat 5x) | |
| But that doesn’t mean, I don’t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss her tender sighs |
| zuo qu : Jan Berry George Tipton Roger Christian Cleve Herman | |
| She looks like you in every way | |
| And I love her more with each passing day | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss her tender sighs | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| She reminds me of the morning | |
| When you left me without warning | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Whenever I' m holding her near | |
| I seem to sense your present' s here | |
| I even get the feeling that I could reach out and touch your hand | |
| She waits each morning, smiling bright | |
| She takes my hand and she' ll squeeze it tight | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| I could still remember that stifling antiseptic smell | |
| Of the hospital corridor | |
| As you clutched my hand and hurried down the hall | |
| I think you knew as you looked up at me | |
| That we would never see each other again | |
| And I felt so all alone as they wheeled you out the doors and told me to wait | |
| And then there was a cry | |
| And the doctor came out and showed me our baby girl | |
| You never saw her sweetheart | |
| But she must of known you somewhere | |
| Because she looks, and acts, and talks the way I remember you | |
| Repeat 5x | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss her tender sighs |
| zuò qǔ : Jan Berry George Tipton Roger Christian Cleve Herman | |
| She looks like you in every way | |
| And I love her more with each passing day | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss her tender sighs | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| She reminds me of the morning | |
| When you left me without warning | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Whenever I' m holding her near | |
| I seem to sense your present' s here | |
| I even get the feeling that I could reach out and touch your hand | |
| She waits each morning, smiling bright | |
| She takes my hand and she' ll squeeze it tight | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| I could still remember that stifling antiseptic smell | |
| Of the hospital corridor | |
| As you clutched my hand and hurried down the hall | |
| I think you knew as you looked up at me | |
| That we would never see each other again | |
| And I felt so all alone as they wheeled you out the doors and told me to wait | |
| And then there was a cry | |
| And the doctor came out and showed me our baby girl | |
| You never saw her sweetheart | |
| But she must of known you somewhere | |
| Because she looks, and acts, and talks the way I remember you | |
| Repeat 5x | |
| But that doesn' t mean, I don' t miss you | |
| Miss the way she cries | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss those wavy eyes | |
| Miss you | |
| Miss her tender sighs |