Night Cab

	作曲 : Dico
	The raindrops on the roof of the car
	Sound like a warning
	I'm alone in the backseat
	And in the clouded sky a pondering star
	Waits for morning
	To go back to sleep
	There's a great big world out there
	Of good and bad and everything in between
	I've got my own small world in here
	Of happy and sad and the little
	I have seen
	Keep driving, keep driving
	The silent lamppost bows down its head
	Encircled by darkness
	With time on its side
	And when everyone
	I know are in bed
	My light shines the sharpest
	Across the divide
	There's a deep blue sea out there
	Of birth and death and the lovely mess in between
	I've got my own short life in here
	Going to God-knows-where in this fast machine
	Keep driving, keep driving
	Through the city, past the billboards
	Selling hope to hopeless souls
	To the outskirts where every locked door
	Has seen things that no-one knows
	Past the beaches where the wind blows
	And the waves caress the shore
	Through the forest where a tree grows
	For two hundred years or more
	The raindrops on the roof of the car
	Sound like a warning
	I'm alone in the backseat
	And in the clouded sky a lonesome star
	Waits for morning
	To go back to sleep

	zuò qǔ : Dico
	The raindrops on the roof of the car
	Sound like a warning
	I' m alone in the backseat
	And in the clouded sky a pondering star
	Waits for morning
	To go back to sleep
	There' s a great big world out there
	Of good and bad and everything in between
	I' ve got my own small world in here
	Of happy and sad and the little
	I have seen
	Keep driving, keep driving
	The silent lamppost bows down its head
	Encircled by darkness
	With time on its side
	And when everyone
	I know are in bed
	My light shines the sharpest
	Across the divide
	There' s a deep blue sea out there
	Of birth and death and the lovely mess in between
	I' ve got my own short life in here
	Going to Godknowswhere in this fast machine
	Keep driving, keep driving
	Through the city, past the billboards
	Selling hope to hopeless souls
	To the outskirts where every locked door
	Has seen things that noone knows
	Past the beaches where the wind blows
	And the waves caress the shore
	Through the forest where a tree grows
	For two hundred years or more
	The raindrops on the roof of the car
	Sound like a warning
	I' m alone in the backseat
	And in the clouded sky a lonesome star
	Waits for morning
	To go back to sleep