Song | Where Do You Start |
Artist | Tony Bennett |
Album | The Art Of Romance |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bergman, Bergman, Mandel | |
Where do you start? | |
How do you separate the present from the past? | |
How do you deal with all the things you thought | |
Would last that didn't last? | |
With bits of memories scattered here and there | |
I look around and don't know where to start | |
Which books are yours? | |
Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine? | |
Our lives are tangled like the branches | |
Of a vine that intertwine | |
So many habits that we'll have to break | |
And yesterdays we'll have to take apart | |
One day there'll be a song | |
Or something in the air again | |
To catch me by surprise and you'll be there again | |
A moment in what might have been | |
Where do you start? | |
Do you allow yourself a little time to cry? | |
Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye? | |
I guess you try | |
And though | |
I don't know where | |
And don't know when | |
I'll find myself in love again | |
I promise there will always be | |
A little place no one will see | |
A tiny part deep in my heart | |
That stays in love with you |
zuo qu : Bergman, Bergman, Mandel | |
Where do you start? | |
How do you separate the present from the past? | |
How do you deal with all the things you thought | |
Would last that didn' t last? | |
With bits of memories scattered here and there | |
I look around and don' t know where to start | |
Which books are yours? | |
Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine? | |
Our lives are tangled like the branches | |
Of a vine that intertwine | |
So many habits that we' ll have to break | |
And yesterdays we' ll have to take apart | |
One day there' ll be a song | |
Or something in the air again | |
To catch me by surprise and you' ll be there again | |
A moment in what might have been | |
Where do you start? | |
Do you allow yourself a little time to cry? | |
Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye? | |
I guess you try | |
And though | |
I don' t know where | |
And don' t know when | |
I' ll find myself in love again | |
I promise there will always be | |
A little place no one will see | |
A tiny part deep in my heart | |
That stays in love with you |
zuò qǔ : Bergman, Bergman, Mandel | |
Where do you start? | |
How do you separate the present from the past? | |
How do you deal with all the things you thought | |
Would last that didn' t last? | |
With bits of memories scattered here and there | |
I look around and don' t know where to start | |
Which books are yours? | |
Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine? | |
Our lives are tangled like the branches | |
Of a vine that intertwine | |
So many habits that we' ll have to break | |
And yesterdays we' ll have to take apart | |
One day there' ll be a song | |
Or something in the air again | |
To catch me by surprise and you' ll be there again | |
A moment in what might have been | |
Where do you start? | |
Do you allow yourself a little time to cry? | |
Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye? | |
I guess you try | |
And though | |
I don' t know where | |
And don' t know when | |
I' ll find myself in love again | |
I promise there will always be | |
A little place no one will see | |
A tiny part deep in my heart | |
That stays in love with you |