Song | The Lost, The Lucky |
Artist | Day at the Fair |
Album | The Rocking Chair Years |
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作曲 : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
Your heart stopped and I still think of where you've been and where you've gone, | |
I'll be missing you for way too long, | |
Cause I took chances on your sympathy, and lost the auction when, | |
I bid the lost and the lucky, | |
I can't erase what I can't change, | |
But the guilt still hurts the same, | |
I know I could've saved you in the end, | |
In the end, | |
I skipped town without the last of words, the last of what I left, | |
You chose drugs, you chose an ending, | |
A closed up casket shows me that you'd hide the girl you used to be, | |
So strong, and so forgiving, | |
Still hear your voice on my machine, | |
As you ask you if the bigger picture is all it seems, | |
You killed yourself for what you could've been, | |
While I was building a life to bring us back again, | |
Now I, | |
Can't say, I'm sorry, | |
It's too late, I'm holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I'm, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
You know I knew that I still thought of you and where your life had gone, | |
This will leave a mark for way too long, | |
And every bone that aches remembers you, remembers who you were, | |
You're the loss that I am living, | |
I feel the world around me change, | |
I'm coming back to L.A., looked the same, | |
I know we could've changed this in the end, | |
Now I, | |
Can't say, I'm sorry, | |
It's too late, I'm holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I'm, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
And every promise that I didn't make, I wish I did, | |
Every word I thought, I could have said before you left, | |
And every promise that I didn't make, I wish I did, | |
Every word that kept me holding you until these words forgave me, | |
Loving you until your life can say that now, | |
Angel, I'm sorry, | |
It's too late, I'm holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I'm, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky |
zuo qu : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
Your heart stopped and I still think of where you' ve been and where you' ve gone, | |
I' ll be missing you for way too long, | |
Cause I took chances on your sympathy, and lost the auction when, | |
I bid the lost and the lucky, | |
I can' t erase what I can' t change, | |
But the guilt still hurts the same, | |
I know I could' ve saved you in the end, | |
In the end, | |
I skipped town without the last of words, the last of what I left, | |
You chose drugs, you chose an ending, | |
A closed up casket shows me that you' d hide the girl you used to be, | |
So strong, and so forgiving, | |
Still hear your voice on my machine, | |
As you ask you if the bigger picture is all it seems, | |
You killed yourself for what you could' ve been, | |
While I was building a life to bring us back again, | |
Now I, | |
Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I' m, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
You know I knew that I still thought of you and where your life had gone, | |
This will leave a mark for way too long, | |
And every bone that aches remembers you, remembers who you were, | |
You' re the loss that I am living, | |
I feel the world around me change, | |
I' m coming back to L. A., looked the same, | |
I know we could' ve changed this in the end, | |
Now I, | |
Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I' m, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
Every word I thought, I could have said before you left, | |
And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
Every word that kept me holding you until these words forgave me, | |
Loving you until your life can say that now, | |
Angel, I' m sorry, | |
It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I' m, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky |
zuò qǔ : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
Your heart stopped and I still think of where you' ve been and where you' ve gone, | |
I' ll be missing you for way too long, | |
Cause I took chances on your sympathy, and lost the auction when, | |
I bid the lost and the lucky, | |
I can' t erase what I can' t change, | |
But the guilt still hurts the same, | |
I know I could' ve saved you in the end, | |
In the end, | |
I skipped town without the last of words, the last of what I left, | |
You chose drugs, you chose an ending, | |
A closed up casket shows me that you' d hide the girl you used to be, | |
So strong, and so forgiving, | |
Still hear your voice on my machine, | |
As you ask you if the bigger picture is all it seems, | |
You killed yourself for what you could' ve been, | |
While I was building a life to bring us back again, | |
Now I, | |
Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I' m, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
You know I knew that I still thought of you and where your life had gone, | |
This will leave a mark for way too long, | |
And every bone that aches remembers you, remembers who you were, | |
You' re the loss that I am living, | |
I feel the world around me change, | |
I' m coming back to L. A., looked the same, | |
I know we could' ve changed this in the end, | |
Now I, | |
Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I' m, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
Every word I thought, I could have said before you left, | |
And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
Every word that kept me holding you until these words forgave me, | |
Loving you until your life can say that now, | |
Angel, I' m sorry, | |
It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
All the answers to our dreams, | |
Now I' m, | |
Waiting, silent, | |
As I think of what regret now means, | |
For the girl, lost and lucky |