| 作词 : Cotton | |
| (paul cotton) | |
| You've got your reasons | |
| Like the seasons they change | |
| Talking of pleasure | |
| While enjoying the pain | |
| And though it keeps you in the light | |
| And all the words are said just right | |
| There's still a cry in the night | |
| Up on the mountain | |
| Through the snow-covered hills | |
| Taken for granted | |
| You can get all your fill | |
| And if i seem to look away | |
| And turn the pages of the play | |
| There are these things i have to say | |
| I'm a springtime boy and i look | |
| For the joy | |
| Of a world in bloom could it come | |
| Never too soon | |
| And while the world is turning | |
| And the sun is burning | |
| Do you think in my yearning that | |
| The journey is through | |
| I can't leave it up to you | |
| And though it keeps you in the light | |
| And all the words are said just right | |
| There's still a cry in the night |
| zuo ci : Cotton | |
| paul cotton | |
| You' ve got your reasons | |
| Like the seasons they change | |
| Talking of pleasure | |
| While enjoying the pain | |
| And though it keeps you in the light | |
| And all the words are said just right | |
| There' s still a cry in the night | |
| Up on the mountain | |
| Through the snowcovered hills | |
| Taken for granted | |
| You can get all your fill | |
| And if i seem to look away | |
| And turn the pages of the play | |
| There are these things i have to say | |
| I' m a springtime boy and i look | |
| For the joy | |
| Of a world in bloom could it come | |
| Never too soon | |
| And while the world is turning | |
| And the sun is burning | |
| Do you think in my yearning that | |
| The journey is through | |
| I can' t leave it up to you | |
| And though it keeps you in the light | |
| And all the words are said just right | |
| There' s still a cry in the night |
| zuò cí : Cotton | |
| paul cotton | |
| You' ve got your reasons | |
| Like the seasons they change | |
| Talking of pleasure | |
| While enjoying the pain | |
| And though it keeps you in the light | |
| And all the words are said just right | |
| There' s still a cry in the night | |
| Up on the mountain | |
| Through the snowcovered hills | |
| Taken for granted | |
| You can get all your fill | |
| And if i seem to look away | |
| And turn the pages of the play | |
| There are these things i have to say | |
| I' m a springtime boy and i look | |
| For the joy | |
| Of a world in bloom could it come | |
| Never too soon | |
| And while the world is turning | |
| And the sun is burning | |
| Do you think in my yearning that | |
| The journey is through | |
| I can' t leave it up to you | |
| And though it keeps you in the light | |
| And all the words are said just right | |
| There' s still a cry in the night |