Song | Withered On The Vine |
Artist | Nick Lowe |
Album | The Impossible Bird |
作词 : Lowe | |
I once had a true love | |
I thought it would last | |
How could I know | |
That it would go so fast | |
A love like a holiday | |
Tender and kind | |
And I let it whither on the vine | |
Where did it run to | |
Where did it go | |
How could I let it | |
Slip through my fingers so | |
For it was a real love | |
And rare and fine | |
And I let it whither on the vine | |
But the hardest pill | |
To swallow is still | |
Not the reason for your leaving | |
But the way I let it happen | |
Now I'm counting the cost | |
Of the loss of what was once mine | |
That I let whither on the vine | |
I once had a true love | |
I thought it would last | |
How could I know | |
That it would go so fast | |
A love like a holiday | |
Tender and kind | |
And I let it whither on the vine |
zuò cí : Lowe | |
I once had a true love | |
I thought it would last | |
How could I know | |
That it would go so fast | |
A love like a holiday | |
Tender and kind | |
And I let it whither on the vine | |
Where did it run to | |
Where did it go | |
How could I let it | |
Slip through my fingers so | |
For it was a real love | |
And rare and fine | |
And I let it whither on the vine | |
But the hardest pill | |
To swallow is still | |
Not the reason for your leaving | |
But the way I let it happen | |
Now I' m counting the cost | |
Of the loss of what was once mine | |
That I let whither on the vine | |
I once had a true love | |
I thought it would last | |
How could I know | |
That it would go so fast | |
A love like a holiday | |
Tender and kind | |
And I let it whither on the vine |