| Song | I've Lived Here Before |
| Artist | The Waterboys |
| Album | Universal Hall |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : OMaonlai, Scott | |
| I've lived here before in days of old | |
| I recognise these buildings in my soul | |
| I know each winding road | |
| And every rise | |
| Is friendly and familiar to my eyes | |
| I've lived here before I do believe | |
| I have rejoiced in these fields and I've grieved | |
| I can feel it in my blood | |
| That I belong | |
| To this strange and stony rock I stand upon | |
| Yet I cannot put a name upon it | |
| I cannot place the time | |
| Nor see the land as it once was | |
| Nor tell which house was mine | |
| No I cannot put a name upon it | |
| Which was where and when | |
| Yet here I am | |
| A perfect stranger | |
| Home again | |
| There's confusion in my head as I depart | |
| But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart | |
| For beyond all time and space and doubt | |
| I know | |
| I've lived here before | |
| Long ago |
| zuo ci : OMaonlai, Scott | |
| I' ve lived here before in days of old | |
| I recognise these buildings in my soul | |
| I know each winding road | |
| And every rise | |
| Is friendly and familiar to my eyes | |
| I' ve lived here before I do believe | |
| I have rejoiced in these fields and I' ve grieved | |
| I can feel it in my blood | |
| That I belong | |
| To this strange and stony rock I stand upon | |
| Yet I cannot put a name upon it | |
| I cannot place the time | |
| Nor see the land as it once was | |
| Nor tell which house was mine | |
| No I cannot put a name upon it | |
| Which was where and when | |
| Yet here I am | |
| A perfect stranger | |
| Home again | |
| There' s confusion in my head as I depart | |
| But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart | |
| For beyond all time and space and doubt | |
| I know | |
| I' ve lived here before | |
| Long ago |
| zuò cí : OMaonlai, Scott | |
| I' ve lived here before in days of old | |
| I recognise these buildings in my soul | |
| I know each winding road | |
| And every rise | |
| Is friendly and familiar to my eyes | |
| I' ve lived here before I do believe | |
| I have rejoiced in these fields and I' ve grieved | |
| I can feel it in my blood | |
| That I belong | |
| To this strange and stony rock I stand upon | |
| Yet I cannot put a name upon it | |
| I cannot place the time | |
| Nor see the land as it once was | |
| Nor tell which house was mine | |
| No I cannot put a name upon it | |
| Which was where and when | |
| Yet here I am | |
| A perfect stranger | |
| Home again | |
| There' s confusion in my head as I depart | |
| But a singing, ringing, soaring in my heart | |
| For beyond all time and space and doubt | |
| I know | |
| I' ve lived here before | |
| Long ago |