| 作词 : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| (difford/tilbrook) | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn't look back | |
| Her life was changed in an instant | |
| The van was filled up | |
| And tied to the rack | |
| Her home that now seemed so distant | |
| Kissing goodbye | |
| To her friends on the stairs | |
| She felt a loss deep within her | |
| Sat in the front seat with stuff everywhere | |
| The neighbours said they would ring her | |
| They moved to the sea front | |
| And loved their new view | |
| Of tides coming in on the shingle | |
| She and her daughter | |
| Found new things to do | |
| At last it was good to be single | |
| And in the summer | |
| The place came alive | |
| Lights on the pier in the evening | |
| The fresh sea air | |
| And could cut with a knife | |
| Such a wonderful feeling | |
| She worked in a pub | |
| Where bands would appear | |
| On a tiny stage in the corner | |
| She watched them load in | |
| With tattered old gear | |
| The place would get like a sauna | |
| London had gone now | |
| Her new life was strong | |
| She found herself a new karma | |
| She fell for a man | |
| Who played with a band | |
| And took her life from it's drama | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn't look back | |
| The past was neatly extinguished | |
| He was much younger | |
| But she lived with that | |
| He struggled hard with his english | |
| She felt his loving | |
| And proudly reclaimed | |
| All of the warmth she'd been lacking | |
| They lay in bed | |
| Looking out at the rain | |
| No more moving or packing | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn't look back | |
| Her life had changed in an instant |
| zuo ci : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| difford tilbrook | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn' t look back | |
| Her life was changed in an instant | |
| The van was filled up | |
| And tied to the rack | |
| Her home that now seemed so distant | |
| Kissing goodbye | |
| To her friends on the stairs | |
| She felt a loss deep within her | |
| Sat in the front seat with stuff everywhere | |
| The neighbours said they would ring her | |
| They moved to the sea front | |
| And loved their new view | |
| Of tides coming in on the shingle | |
| She and her daughter | |
| Found new things to do | |
| At last it was good to be single | |
| And in the summer | |
| The place came alive | |
| Lights on the pier in the evening | |
| The fresh sea air | |
| And could cut with a knife | |
| Such a wonderful feeling | |
| She worked in a pub | |
| Where bands would appear | |
| On a tiny stage in the corner | |
| She watched them load in | |
| With tattered old gear | |
| The place would get like a sauna | |
| London had gone now | |
| Her new life was strong | |
| She found herself a new karma | |
| She fell for a man | |
| Who played with a band | |
| And took her life from it' s drama | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn' t look back | |
| The past was neatly extinguished | |
| He was much younger | |
| But she lived with that | |
| He struggled hard with his english | |
| She felt his loving | |
| And proudly reclaimed | |
| All of the warmth she' d been lacking | |
| They lay in bed | |
| Looking out at the rain | |
| No more moving or packing | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn' t look back | |
| Her life had changed in an instant |
| zuò cí : Difford, Tilbrook | |
| difford tilbrook | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn' t look back | |
| Her life was changed in an instant | |
| The van was filled up | |
| And tied to the rack | |
| Her home that now seemed so distant | |
| Kissing goodbye | |
| To her friends on the stairs | |
| She felt a loss deep within her | |
| Sat in the front seat with stuff everywhere | |
| The neighbours said they would ring her | |
| They moved to the sea front | |
| And loved their new view | |
| Of tides coming in on the shingle | |
| She and her daughter | |
| Found new things to do | |
| At last it was good to be single | |
| And in the summer | |
| The place came alive | |
| Lights on the pier in the evening | |
| The fresh sea air | |
| And could cut with a knife | |
| Such a wonderful feeling | |
| She worked in a pub | |
| Where bands would appear | |
| On a tiny stage in the corner | |
| She watched them load in | |
| With tattered old gear | |
| The place would get like a sauna | |
| London had gone now | |
| Her new life was strong | |
| She found herself a new karma | |
| She fell for a man | |
| Who played with a band | |
| And took her life from it' s drama | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn' t look back | |
| The past was neatly extinguished | |
| He was much younger | |
| But she lived with that | |
| He struggled hard with his english | |
| She felt his loving | |
| And proudly reclaimed | |
| All of the warmth she' d been lacking | |
| They lay in bed | |
| Looking out at the rain | |
| No more moving or packing | |
| She moved from clapham | |
| And didn' t look back | |
| Her life had changed in an instant |