作曲 : Mitchell, Ure | |
One handful of rags to remind me | |
I've come so far | |
To be a stranger | |
In a stranger's land | |
My life, my loves are all behind me | |
Don't be surprised | |
If you only see me cry | |
'Till I go home | |
Eyes full of dust, | |
A heart full of nothing | |
A family gone | |
Being here a living life | |
Was our only sin | |
Just pawns in a game | |
Cast out to the fuor winds | |
Don't be surprised | |
At the distrust in my eyes | |
'Till I go home | |
Don't be surprised | |
At the distrust in my eyes | |
'Til I go home | |
And now what will I do | |
If I see my babies | |
Will they recognise | |
Unconditional love in their father's eyes ? | |
What foreign tongue will form their phrases ? | |
Don't be surprised | |
If this heart inside me dies | |
Before I go home |
zuo qu : Mitchell, Ure | |
One handful of rags to remind me | |
I' ve come so far | |
To be a stranger | |
In a stranger' s land | |
My life, my loves are all behind me | |
Don' t be surprised | |
If you only see me cry | |
' Till I go home | |
Eyes full of dust, | |
A heart full of nothing | |
A family gone | |
Being here a living life | |
Was our only sin | |
Just pawns in a game | |
Cast out to the fuor winds | |
Don' t be surprised | |
At the distrust in my eyes | |
' Till I go home | |
Don' t be surprised | |
At the distrust in my eyes | |
' Til I go home | |
And now what will I do | |
If I see my babies | |
Will they recognise | |
Unconditional love in their father' s eyes nbsp? | |
What foreign tongue will form their phrases nbsp? | |
Don' t be surprised | |
If this heart inside me dies | |
Before I go home |
zuò qǔ : Mitchell, Ure | |
One handful of rags to remind me | |
I' ve come so far | |
To be a stranger | |
In a stranger' s land | |
My life, my loves are all behind me | |
Don' t be surprised | |
If you only see me cry | |
' Till I go home | |
Eyes full of dust, | |
A heart full of nothing | |
A family gone | |
Being here a living life | |
Was our only sin | |
Just pawns in a game | |
Cast out to the fuor winds | |
Don' t be surprised | |
At the distrust in my eyes | |
' Till I go home | |
Don' t be surprised | |
At the distrust in my eyes | |
' Til I go home | |
And now what will I do | |
If I see my babies | |
Will they recognise | |
Unconditional love in their father' s eyes nbsp? | |
What foreign tongue will form their phrases nbsp? | |
Don' t be surprised | |
If this heart inside me dies | |
Before I go home |