| Song | The Tuning Of Violins |
| Artist | Darren Hayes |
| Album | This Delicate Thing We've Made |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Hayes, Shave |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : HAYES, DARREN/SHAVE, JUSTIN GEORGE |
| [00:12.41] | Darren Hayes Tuning of Violins Lyrics |
| [00:21.36] | Daylight breaks, and the black birds call- |
| [00:28.86] | And the market stalls are filling up, spilling over the streets. |
| [00:37.86] | High above, over Notting Hill- |
| [00:46.06] | I am floating still, in a wooden chair, with our restless dog. |
| [00:55.75] | Been away so long, almost forgot how time and space |
| [01:00.31] | Cannot replace this feeling of flying over things. |
| [01:04.31] | Night falling away, your sleeping face begins to register |
| [01:08.13] | That I\'m coming home- yeah, I\'m coming home to you. |
| [01:14.56] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [01:18.68] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [01:23.18] | Over bluebells, over black- |
| [01:26.31] | Heed, call your name- |
| [01:27.88] | |
| [01:28.63] | I will float through your window. |
| [01:49.01] | Major third, or a minor seventh- |
| [01:58.07] | And a violin tuned a little sharp, tuned a little below. |
| [02:06.07] | Come around a bend, the hallway ends. |
| [02:08.70] | The chair it dips, and then it bends- |
| [02:12.07] | And it has wings for legs. |
| [02:14.88] | Night, deep in a dream, the sheets and pillowcases |
| [02:18.57] | Seem to overtake your head. |
| [02:21.38] | Well, I\'m at the foot of our bed. |
| [02:24.76] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [02:29.38] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [02:33.63] | Over bluebells, over black- |
| [02:36.70] | Heed, call your name- |
| [02:38.01] | I will float through your window. |
| [02:42.45] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [02:46.57] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [02:51.26] | Over bluebells, over black- |
| [02:54.51] | Heed, call your name- |
| [02:55.51] | I will float through your window. |
| [02:58.26] | Pray through the silence, the gulf that\'s between us. |
| [03:02.95] | Take all the heartache and we\'ll shake the fields up. |
| [03:07.63] | And we will unravel, unravel the moments. |
| [03:11.70] | And we will unravel, unravel the moments. |
| [03:23.26] | Oh... |
| [03:35.39] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [03:39.70] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [03:44.01] | Over bluebells, over black- |
| [03:46.95] | Heed, call your name- |
| [03:49.45] | I will come to your window. |
| [03:52.89] | (Oh the song that only we know, |
| [03:57.89] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows.) |
| [04:03.32] | I\'ll be calling your name |
| [04:07.10] | As I float through your window. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Hayes, Shave |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : HAYES, DARREN SHAVE, JUSTIN GEORGE |
| [00:12.41] | Darren Hayes Tuning of Violins Lyrics |
| [00:21.36] | Daylight breaks, and the black birds call |
| [00:28.86] | And the market stalls are filling up, spilling over the streets. |
| [00:37.86] | High above, over Notting Hill |
| [00:46.06] | I am floating still, in a wooden chair, with our restless dog. |
| [00:55.75] | Been away so long, almost forgot how time and space |
| [01:00.31] | Cannot replace this feeling of flying over things. |
| [01:04.31] | Night falling away, your sleeping face begins to register |
| [01:08.13] | That I' m coming home yeah, I' m coming home to you. |
| [01:14.56] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [01:18.68] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [01:23.18] | Over bluebells, over black |
| [01:26.31] | Heed, call your name |
| [01:27.88] | |
| [01:28.63] | I will float through your window. |
| [01:49.01] | Major third, or a minor seventh |
| [01:58.07] | And a violin tuned a little sharp, tuned a little below. |
| [02:06.07] | Come around a bend, the hallway ends. |
| [02:08.70] | The chair it dips, and then it bends |
| [02:12.07] | And it has wings for legs. |
| [02:14.88] | Night, deep in a dream, the sheets and pillowcases |
| [02:18.57] | Seem to overtake your head. |
| [02:21.38] | Well, I' m at the foot of our bed. |
| [02:24.76] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [02:29.38] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [02:33.63] | Over bluebells, over black |
| [02:36.70] | Heed, call your name |
| [02:38.01] | I will float through your window. |
| [02:42.45] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [02:46.57] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [02:51.26] | Over bluebells, over black |
| [02:54.51] | Heed, call your name |
| [02:55.51] | I will float through your window. |
| [02:58.26] | Pray through the silence, the gulf that' s between us. |
| [03:02.95] | Take all the heartache and we' ll shake the fields up. |
| [03:07.63] | And we will unravel, unravel the moments. |
| [03:11.70] | And we will unravel, unravel the moments. |
| [03:23.26] | Oh... |
| [03:35.39] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [03:39.70] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [03:44.01] | Over bluebells, over black |
| [03:46.95] | Heed, call your name |
| [03:49.45] | I will come to your window. |
| [03:52.89] | Oh the song that only we know, |
| [03:57.89] | Where the sunlight and the wind blows. |
| [04:03.32] | I' ll be calling your name |
| [04:07.10] | As I float through your window. |