A Clouded View

	作曲 : Wingo
	Ragged pages in shades of blue
	Ink is bleeding from words written in 1982
	They aligned themselves with you
	Once clear, now turning into
	A clouded view
	The basement whispers, the attic sings
	The lines you memorized so solemnly
	When you were 16
	They were everything
	You'd lay in your bed and quietly sing
	And while the feeling still rings true
	The words are fading, fading into
	A clouded view
	You read them over and over again
	To try to remember what they said back then
	And while the feeling still rings true
	The words are fading, fading into
	A clouded view

	zuò qǔ : Wingo
	Ragged pages in shades of blue
	Ink is bleeding from words written in 1982
	They aligned themselves with you
	Once clear, now turning into
	A clouded view
	The basement whispers, the attic sings
	The lines you memorized so solemnly
	When you were 16
	They were everything
	You' d lay in your bed and quietly sing
	And while the feeling still rings true
	The words are fading, fading into
	A clouded view
	You read them over and over again
	To try to remember what they said back then
	And while the feeling still rings true
	The words are fading, fading into
	A clouded view