| Song | My Sun Is Setting Over Her Magic |
| Artist | Marjorie Fair |
| Album | Self Help Serenade |
| 作曲 : Slamka | |
| My sun is setting over her magic | |
| Equal parts caring and tragic | |
| I'll be burning for awhile | |
| My heart's sinking under the weight | |
| Of things so real I can hardly tell | |
| If it's you or if it's me | |
| But she doesn't like that | |
| She says that I'm out there | |
| But she'll never know if thats for sure | |
| I was there when you sang to your father | |
| Told him all of the beauty to come | |
| I'll remember for awhile | |
| But now my heart is breaking under the weight | |
| Of things so clear I can hardly tell | |
| If it's you or if it's me | |
| But she doesn't like that | |
| She says that I'm out there | |
| But she'll never know if that's for sure | |
| She doesn't like that | |
| She says that I'm out there | |
| But she'll never know if that's for sure | |
| She doesn't like that | |
| She says that I'm out there | |
| But she'll never know if that's for sure | |
| My sun is setting over her magic | |
| Equal parts caring and tragic | |
| I'll be burning for awhile |
| zuò qǔ : Slamka | |
| My sun is setting over her magic | |
| Equal parts caring and tragic | |
| I' ll be burning for awhile | |
| My heart' s sinking under the weight | |
| Of things so real I can hardly tell | |
| If it' s you or if it' s me | |
| But she doesn' t like that | |
| She says that I' m out there | |
| But she' ll never know if thats for sure | |
| I was there when you sang to your father | |
| Told him all of the beauty to come | |
| I' ll remember for awhile | |
| But now my heart is breaking under the weight | |
| Of things so clear I can hardly tell | |
| If it' s you or if it' s me | |
| But she doesn' t like that | |
| She says that I' m out there | |
| But she' ll never know if that' s for sure | |
| She doesn' t like that | |
| She says that I' m out there | |
| But she' ll never know if that' s for sure | |
| She doesn' t like that | |
| She says that I' m out there | |
| But she' ll never know if that' s for sure | |
| My sun is setting over her magic | |
| Equal parts caring and tragic | |
| I' ll be burning for awhile |