Song | Once You Called Me |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | Clutch |
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作词 : Hammill | |
I wish that I remembered better. You've grown so fast before my very eyes. The woman that you're now becoming suddenly takes me by surprise. I thought that there'd be time and tide a-plenty to grow into a proper fatherhood but underneath our feet the sands were shifting. You spread your wings, soon you'll be gone from me for good. And when I tucked you in at night and swore I'd always love you madly I'd wonder would this be the last time that you'd ever call me "Daddy"? A bittersweetnes runs through every memory: a daughter's father wants to be so strong, then suddenly he's just an ancient relic. You spread your wings, you weren't a little girl for very long. And if trouble's on its way you know I'd lay my life down for you gladly. I only wish that I could still remember the last time that you called me "Daddy". Once you called me "Daddy". Oh, my precious girl. |
zuo ci : Hammill | |
I wish that I remembered better. You' ve grown so fast before my very eyes. The woman that you' re now becoming suddenly takes me by surprise. I thought that there' d be time and tide aplenty to grow into a proper fatherhood but underneath our feet the sands were shifting. You spread your wings, soon you' ll be gone from me for good. And when I tucked you in at night and swore I' d always love you madly I' d wonder would this be the last time that you' d ever call me " Daddy"? A bittersweetnes runs through every memory: a daughter' s father wants to be so strong, then suddenly he' s just an ancient relic. You spread your wings, you weren' t a little girl for very long. And if trouble' s on its way you know I' d lay my life down for you gladly. I only wish that I could still remember the last time that you called me " Daddy". Once you called me " Daddy". Oh, my precious girl. |
zuò cí : Hammill | |
I wish that I remembered better. You' ve grown so fast before my very eyes. The woman that you' re now becoming suddenly takes me by surprise. I thought that there' d be time and tide aplenty to grow into a proper fatherhood but underneath our feet the sands were shifting. You spread your wings, soon you' ll be gone from me for good. And when I tucked you in at night and swore I' d always love you madly I' d wonder would this be the last time that you' d ever call me " Daddy"? A bittersweetnes runs through every memory: a daughter' s father wants to be so strong, then suddenly he' s just an ancient relic. You spread your wings, you weren' t a little girl for very long. And if trouble' s on its way you know I' d lay my life down for you gladly. I only wish that I could still remember the last time that you called me " Daddy". Once you called me " Daddy". Oh, my precious girl. |