| Song | Turn Back The Pages |
| Artist | Stephen Stills |
| Album | Carry On |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dacus/Stephen Stills | |
| 作曲 : Dacus/Stephen Stills | |
| I thought | |
| I knew you | |
| I guess I took myself | |
| Right down the wrong road | |
| Leading to the past | |
| I know you're trying | |
| To rearrange your mind | |
| But you were lying | |
| Do you laugh in my face | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don't drive yourself crazy | |
| Life's too short for ritualistic chases | |
| Maybe tomorrow | |
| You'll find you have to cry | |
| And in your sorrow | |
| See the mirror it doesn't lie | |
| Just like the last time | |
| You try to pull me down | |
| You are the past time | |
| And blind and death to sound | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don't drive yourself crazy | |
| Life's too short for repetitious changes | |
| No use denying | |
| You wasted my time | |
| And caused the crying | |
| And the bitterness to hide | |
| Just trying to prove | |
| You need nobody else | |
| But you're bound to lose | |
| Lying to yourself | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don't drive yourself crazy | |
| Life's too short for ritualistic chases | |
| Turn back turn back turn back the pages |
| zuo ci : Dacus Stephen Stills | |
| zuo qu : Dacus Stephen Stills | |
| I thought | |
| I knew you | |
| I guess I took myself | |
| Right down the wrong road | |
| Leading to the past | |
| I know you' re trying | |
| To rearrange your mind | |
| But you were lying | |
| Do you laugh in my face | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don' t drive yourself crazy | |
| Life' s too short for ritualistic chases | |
| Maybe tomorrow | |
| You' ll find you have to cry | |
| And in your sorrow | |
| See the mirror it doesn' t lie | |
| Just like the last time | |
| You try to pull me down | |
| You are the past time | |
| And blind and death to sound | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don' t drive yourself crazy | |
| Life' s too short for repetitious changes | |
| No use denying | |
| You wasted my time | |
| And caused the crying | |
| And the bitterness to hide | |
| Just trying to prove | |
| You need nobody else | |
| But you' re bound to lose | |
| Lying to yourself | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don' t drive yourself crazy | |
| Life' s too short for ritualistic chases | |
| Turn back turn back turn back the pages |
| zuò cí : Dacus Stephen Stills | |
| zuò qǔ : Dacus Stephen Stills | |
| I thought | |
| I knew you | |
| I guess I took myself | |
| Right down the wrong road | |
| Leading to the past | |
| I know you' re trying | |
| To rearrange your mind | |
| But you were lying | |
| Do you laugh in my face | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don' t drive yourself crazy | |
| Life' s too short for ritualistic chases | |
| Maybe tomorrow | |
| You' ll find you have to cry | |
| And in your sorrow | |
| See the mirror it doesn' t lie | |
| Just like the last time | |
| You try to pull me down | |
| You are the past time | |
| And blind and death to sound | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don' t drive yourself crazy | |
| Life' s too short for repetitious changes | |
| No use denying | |
| You wasted my time | |
| And caused the crying | |
| And the bitterness to hide | |
| Just trying to prove | |
| You need nobody else | |
| But you' re bound to lose | |
| Lying to yourself | |
| Turn back turn back the pages | |
| Who remembers names | |
| Who remembers faces | |
| Turn back don' t drive yourself crazy | |
| Life' s too short for ritualistic chases | |
| Turn back turn back turn back the pages |