Love Song 1990 Slinky black eyes and your smiling face It's hard to forget the change in your face That's how the old days slip away It had been a hurry for years when I turned around and looked back The vast horizon is your drift It's my step to look for each other The lonely pillow side of the black paint is your gentleness The morning when I woke up was my sorrow Perhaps tomorrow the sun will come down when the tired birds have returned You will have already embarked on the old journey home It's hard to find a good mate again in life Life is hard to give up the blue white clouds The roaring thunder and rain was in front of my window It's hard to forget the transformation of your departure Lonely single figure after the lonely mood It's my eyes that never complain The vast horizon is your drift It's my step to look for each other The lonely pillow side of the black paint is your gentleness The morning when I woke up was my sorrow Perhaps tomorrow the sun will come down when the tired birds have returned You will have already embarked on the old journey home It's hard to find a good mate again in life Life is hard to give up the blue white clouds The roaring thunder and rain was in front of my window It's hard to forget the transformation of your departure Lonely single figure after the lonely mood It's my eyes that never complain It's my eyes that never complain
Love Song 1990
Slinky black eyes and your smiling face
It's hard to forget the change in your face
That's how the old days slip away
It had been a hurry for years when I turned around and looked back
The vast horizon is your drift
It's my step to look for each other
The lonely pillow side of the black paint is your gentleness
The morning when I woke up was my sorrow
Perhaps tomorrow the sun will come down when the tired birds have returned
You will have already embarked on the old journey home
It's hard to find a good mate again in life
Life is hard to give up the blue white clouds
The roaring thunder and rain was in front of my window
It's hard to forget the transformation of your departure
Lonely single figure after the lonely mood
It's my eyes that never complain
The vast horizon is your drift
It's my step to look for each other
The lonely pillow side of the black paint is your gentleness
The morning when I woke up was my sorrow
Perhaps tomorrow the sun will come down when the tired birds have returned
You will have already embarked on the old journey home
It's hard to find a good mate again in life
Life is hard to give up the blue white clouds
The roaring thunder and rain was in front of my window
It's hard to forget the transformation of your departure
Lonely single figure after the lonely mood
It's my eyes that never complain
It's my eyes that never complain
好听~
好听的歌声虽然不是原本人唱的