Salad Days (Are Here Again) Lyrics

	作词 : Brooker, Reid
	(Brooker / Reid)
	You come to me at midnight and say, '
	It's dark in here.'
	You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what
	I fear I tell you that
	I can not see but you persist in showing me those bangles that
	I paid for long ago
	And though my face is smiling
	I'm really feeling low and though you say you're with me
	I know that it's not so
	Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam
	The peaches snuggle closer down into the clotted cream and for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime and though
	I beg and plead with you, you tell me it's not time
	And though my face is smiling
	I'm really feeling low and though you say you're with me
	I know that it's not so
	The sun seeps through the window to see if we're still dead to try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed
	At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings and still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me it's not time
	And though my face is smiling
	I'm really feeling low and though you say you're with me
	I know that it's not so
	You really know that it's not so

	zuo ci : Brooker, Reid
	Brooker Reid
	You come to me at midnight and say, '
	It' s dark in here.'
	You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what
	I fear I tell you that
	I can not see but you persist in showing me those bangles that
	I paid for long ago
	And though my face is smiling
	I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me
	I know that it' s not so
	Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam
	The peaches snuggle closer down into the clotted cream and for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime and though
	I beg and plead with you, you tell me it' s not time
	And though my face is smiling
	I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me
	I know that it' s not so
	The sun seeps through the window to see if we' re still dead to try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed
	At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings and still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me it' s not time
	And though my face is smiling
	I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me
	I know that it' s not so
	You really know that it' s not so

	zuò cí : Brooker, Reid
	Brooker Reid
	You come to me at midnight and say, '
	It' s dark in here.'
	You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what
	I fear I tell you that
	I can not see but you persist in showing me those bangles that
	I paid for long ago
	And though my face is smiling
	I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me
	I know that it' s not so
	Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam
	The peaches snuggle closer down into the clotted cream and for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime and though
	I beg and plead with you, you tell me it' s not time
	And though my face is smiling
	I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me
	I know that it' s not so
	The sun seeps through the window to see if we' re still dead to try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed
	At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings and still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me it' s not time
	And though my face is smiling
	I' m really feeling low and though you say you' re with me
	I know that it' s not so
	You really know that it' s not so

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