| Song | All That Time |
| Artist | Fernando Ortega |
| Album | Fernando Ortega |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ortega, Rubenstein | |
| Roses outside the window screen | |
| A breeze that lingers in the blinds | |
| A song and a prayer to slow the time | |
| A couple of chairs pulled in a line | |
| He remembers to breathe and then forgets | |
| He says, come on, we let him rest | |
| Into the golden afternoon | |
| Much too long and over soon | |
| This is the moment that lovers part | |
| He tries to take her but he cannot | |
| The long years ending with a sign | |
| And all the anguish, all that time | |
| It may have been love that held them fast | |
| Or want of love that made it last | |
| Our long arms hanging at our sides | |
| All that time, all that time | |
| Wasn't it love that made him cry? | |
| And love that seemed to pass him by | |
| The voices raised, the voices kind | |
| And then the silence, for all that time | |
| This is the ending we will take | |
| For one another, for always | |
| A well of tears, a wall of pride | |
| And all our love, for all that time |
| zuo qu : Ortega, Rubenstein | |
| Roses outside the window screen | |
| A breeze that lingers in the blinds | |
| A song and a prayer to slow the time | |
| A couple of chairs pulled in a line | |
| He remembers to breathe and then forgets | |
| He says, come on, we let him rest | |
| Into the golden afternoon | |
| Much too long and over soon | |
| This is the moment that lovers part | |
| He tries to take her but he cannot | |
| The long years ending with a sign | |
| And all the anguish, all that time | |
| It may have been love that held them fast | |
| Or want of love that made it last | |
| Our long arms hanging at our sides | |
| All that time, all that time | |
| Wasn' t it love that made him cry? | |
| And love that seemed to pass him by | |
| The voices raised, the voices kind | |
| And then the silence, for all that time | |
| This is the ending we will take | |
| For one another, for always | |
| A well of tears, a wall of pride | |
| And all our love, for all that time |
| zuò qǔ : Ortega, Rubenstein | |
| Roses outside the window screen | |
| A breeze that lingers in the blinds | |
| A song and a prayer to slow the time | |
| A couple of chairs pulled in a line | |
| He remembers to breathe and then forgets | |
| He says, come on, we let him rest | |
| Into the golden afternoon | |
| Much too long and over soon | |
| This is the moment that lovers part | |
| He tries to take her but he cannot | |
| The long years ending with a sign | |
| And all the anguish, all that time | |
| It may have been love that held them fast | |
| Or want of love that made it last | |
| Our long arms hanging at our sides | |
| All that time, all that time | |
| Wasn' t it love that made him cry? | |
| And love that seemed to pass him by | |
| The voices raised, the voices kind | |
| And then the silence, for all that time | |
| This is the ending we will take | |
| For one another, for always | |
| A well of tears, a wall of pride | |
| And all our love, for all that time |