LRC歌词

time - various artists
ticking away the moments
that make up a dull day
fritter and waste the hours
in an off-hand way
kicking around on a piece of ground
in your home town
waiting for someone or something
to show you the way
tired of lying in the sunshine
staying home to watch the rain
you are young and life is long
and there is time to kill today
and then the one day you find
ten years have got behind you
no one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun
(solo)
and you run and you run
to catch up with the sun
but it's sinking
racing around
to come up behind you again
the sun is the same
in a relative way
but you're older shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
every year is getting shorter
never seem to find the time
plans that either come to naught
or half a page of scribbled lines
hanging on in quiet desperation
is the english way
the time is gone
the song is over
thought i'd something more to say
home
home again
i like to be here
when i can
when i come home
cold and tired
it's good to warm my bones
beside the fire
far away
across the field
tolling on the iron bell
calls the faithful to their knees
to hear the softly spoken magic spell...

文本歌词

time - various artiststicking away the momentsthat make up a dull dayfritter and waste the hoursin an off-hand waykicking around on a piece of groundin your home townwaiting for someone or somethingto show you the waytired of lying in the sunshinestaying home to watch the rainyou are young and life is longand there is time to kill todayand then the one day you findten years have got behind youno one told you when to runyou missed the starting gun(solo)and you run and you runto catch up with the sunbut it's sinkingracing aroundto come up behind you againthe sun is the samein a relative waybut you're older shorter of breathand one day closer to deathevery year is getting shorternever seem to find the timeplans that either come to naughtor half a page of scribbled lineshanging on in quiet desperationis the english waythe time is gonethe song is overthought i'd something more to sayhomehome againi like to be herewhen i canwhen i come homecold and tiredit's good to warm my bonesbeside the firefar awayacross the fieldtolling on the iron bellcalls the faithful to their kneesto hear the softly spoken magic spell...

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