| Song | Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town - Live |
| Artist | Pearl Jam |
| Album | Live On Two Legs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Abbruzzese, Ament, Gossard ... | |
| This one's called... longest title in the Pearl Jam catalog. | |
| 'Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town.' 1, 2, 3, 4, 2, 3, | |
| I seem to recognize your face. | |
| Haunting familiar, yet I can't seem to place it. | |
| Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. | |
| Lifetimes are catching up with me. | |
| All these changes taking place. | |
| I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. Fade away. (x2) | |
| I swear I recognize your breath. | |
| Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. | |
| Me you wouldn't recall for I'm not my former. | |
| It's odd when your stuck upon the shelf. | |
| I changed by not changing at all. | |
| Small town predicts my fate. | |
| Perhaps that's what no one wants to see. | |
| I just want to scream hello. | |
| Oh my god its been too long. Never dreamed you'd return. | |
| But now here you are and here I am. | |
| Oh, hearts and thoughts they fade away. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. Fade away. (x2) | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade away. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. | |
| Fade away... (x3) |
| zuo ci : Abbruzzese, Ament, Gossard ... | |
| This one' s called... longest title in the Pearl Jam catalog. | |
| ' Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town.' 1, 2, 3, 4, 2, 3, | |
| I seem to recognize your face. | |
| Haunting familiar, yet I can' t seem to place it. | |
| Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. | |
| Lifetimes are catching up with me. | |
| All these changes taking place. | |
| I wish I' d seen the place but no one' s ever taken me. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. Fade away. x2 | |
| I swear I recognize your breath. | |
| Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. | |
| Me you wouldn' t recall for I' m not my former. | |
| It' s odd when your stuck upon the shelf. | |
| I changed by not changing at all. | |
| Small town predicts my fate. | |
| Perhaps that' s what no one wants to see. | |
| I just want to scream hello. | |
| Oh my god its been too long. Never dreamed you' d return. | |
| But now here you are and here I am. | |
| Oh, hearts and thoughts they fade away. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. Fade away. x2 | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade away. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. | |
| Fade away... x3 |
| zuò cí : Abbruzzese, Ament, Gossard ... | |
| This one' s called... longest title in the Pearl Jam catalog. | |
| ' Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town.' 1, 2, 3, 4, 2, 3, | |
| I seem to recognize your face. | |
| Haunting familiar, yet I can' t seem to place it. | |
| Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. | |
| Lifetimes are catching up with me. | |
| All these changes taking place. | |
| I wish I' d seen the place but no one' s ever taken me. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. Fade away. x2 | |
| I swear I recognize your breath. | |
| Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. | |
| Me you wouldn' t recall for I' m not my former. | |
| It' s odd when your stuck upon the shelf. | |
| I changed by not changing at all. | |
| Small town predicts my fate. | |
| Perhaps that' s what no one wants to see. | |
| I just want to scream hello. | |
| Oh my god its been too long. Never dreamed you' d return. | |
| But now here you are and here I am. | |
| Oh, hearts and thoughts they fade away. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. Fade away. x2 | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade away. | |
| Hearts and thoughts they fade. | |
| Fade away... x3 |