| Song | Haunted Melody |
| Artist | The Clientele |
| Album | The Violet Hour |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clientele, MacLean | |
| Basketballs bounce out of tune | |
| The streets are empty and the moon | |
| Has shone on Mrs. Parker | |
| And her daughter's soda water 'till they swoon | |
| Golden evenings pass me by | |
| Beneath a dream of darker eyes | |
| And empty on a southbound train | |
| Through Battersea in glowing rain, I ride | |
| Oh, the music is so loud | |
| Enchanting all the faltering crowds | |
| To sing again their lonely melody | |
| My heart is yours and I love you | |
| You keep my mind as well | |
| And sometimes here when I touch you | |
| It's heaven and it's | |
| So the years have passed me by | |
| The library's shelves refract the light | |
| And black and white will not make clear | |
| The seasons and the reasons and my fear |
| zuo ci : Clientele, MacLean | |
| Basketballs bounce out of tune | |
| The streets are empty and the moon | |
| Has shone on Mrs. Parker | |
| And her daughter' s soda water ' till they swoon | |
| Golden evenings pass me by | |
| Beneath a dream of darker eyes | |
| And empty on a southbound train | |
| Through Battersea in glowing rain, I ride | |
| Oh, the music is so loud | |
| Enchanting all the faltering crowds | |
| To sing again their lonely melody | |
| My heart is yours and I love you | |
| You keep my mind as well | |
| And sometimes here when I touch you | |
| It' s heaven and it' s | |
| So the years have passed me by | |
| The library' s shelves refract the light | |
| And black and white will not make clear | |
| The seasons and the reasons and my fear |
| zuò cí : Clientele, MacLean | |
| Basketballs bounce out of tune | |
| The streets are empty and the moon | |
| Has shone on Mrs. Parker | |
| And her daughter' s soda water ' till they swoon | |
| Golden evenings pass me by | |
| Beneath a dream of darker eyes | |
| And empty on a southbound train | |
| Through Battersea in glowing rain, I ride | |
| Oh, the music is so loud | |
| Enchanting all the faltering crowds | |
| To sing again their lonely melody | |
| My heart is yours and I love you | |
| You keep my mind as well | |
| And sometimes here when I touch you | |
| It' s heaven and it' s | |
| So the years have passed me by | |
| The library' s shelves refract the light | |
| And black and white will not make clear | |
| The seasons and the reasons and my fear |