Back When Ted Loved Sylvia Lyrics

	作词 : Etheridge
	They both wrote poetry
	In fact, that was how they met
	He was a Yorkshire man in
	Cambridge
	She was from
	Massachusetts
	They spoke and they fell in love
	They kissed and picked daffodils
	She came across the ocean
	Just to bid her heart goodbye
	The hawk next to his goddess
	They were glorious to see
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia Close friends disapproved
	Said they ought to wait
	They did not care with all that said
	And married nonetheless
	They traveled and they taught
	A life of academia
	Typewriters and cocktails
	Angry verses and sad pleas
	Dutiful wife and mother
	The poet behind her man
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia The tempests that were howling
	And tearing them apart
	Were forces that had been in place
	To wreck them from the start
	So she stayed home with the kids
	Collecting poems in a jar
	He had his lectures and soon a mistress
	And left her all alone
	Why did she end it all?
	Was he just to blame?
	There’s only two that know for sure
	And neither one remain
	I don’t need an answer
	I prefer to read between the lines
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia

	zuo ci : Etheridge
	They both wrote poetry
	In fact, that was how they met
	He was a Yorkshire man in
	Cambridge
	She was from
	Massachusetts
	They spoke and they fell in love
	They kissed and picked daffodils
	She came across the ocean
	Just to bid her heart goodbye
	The hawk next to his goddess
	They were glorious to see
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia Close friends disapproved
	Said they ought to wait
	They did not care with all that said
	And married nonetheless
	They traveled and they taught
	A life of academia
	Typewriters and cocktails
	Angry verses and sad pleas
	Dutiful wife and mother
	The poet behind her man
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia The tempests that were howling
	And tearing them apart
	Were forces that had been in place
	To wreck them from the start
	So she stayed home with the kids
	Collecting poems in a jar
	He had his lectures and soon a mistress
	And left her all alone
	Why did she end it all?
	Was he just to blame?
	There' s only two that know for sure
	And neither one remain
	I don' t need an answer
	I prefer to read between the lines
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia

	zuò cí : Etheridge
	They both wrote poetry
	In fact, that was how they met
	He was a Yorkshire man in
	Cambridge
	She was from
	Massachusetts
	They spoke and they fell in love
	They kissed and picked daffodils
	She came across the ocean
	Just to bid her heart goodbye
	The hawk next to his goddess
	They were glorious to see
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia Close friends disapproved
	Said they ought to wait
	They did not care with all that said
	And married nonetheless
	They traveled and they taught
	A life of academia
	Typewriters and cocktails
	Angry verses and sad pleas
	Dutiful wife and mother
	The poet behind her man
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia The tempests that were howling
	And tearing them apart
	Were forces that had been in place
	To wreck them from the start
	So she stayed home with the kids
	Collecting poems in a jar
	He had his lectures and soon a mistress
	And left her all alone
	Why did she end it all?
	Was he just to blame?
	There' s only two that know for sure
	And neither one remain
	I don' t need an answer
	I prefer to read between the lines
	Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia Back when
	Ted loved
	Sylvia

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