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	作词 : Hannah Scott/Stefano Della Casa
	作曲 : Hannah Scott/Stefano Della Casa
	When your bones give in and your hair grows thin
	There’s more lines than skin in the mirror
	When your mind gives up ‘cause your thoughts get stuck
	And your words don’t come quite as easy
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There’s a swell in days of hoping
	That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
	When your Christmas cards came in thick and fast
	As the years go past they get fewer
	When your friends have gone, still you stumble on
	While the younger ones went before you
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There’s a swell in days of hoping
	That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
	Step outside, there is pleasure yet
	In soft spring air; let it fill your chest
	So step outside, for the days still left
	And feel the life in the power of your breath
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There’s a swell in days of hoping
	That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There’s a swell in days of hoping
	That there’ll be somebody waiting where you’re going

	zuo ci : Hannah Scott Stefano Della Casa
	zuo qu : Hannah Scott Stefano Della Casa
	When your bones give in and your hair grows thin
	There' s more lines than skin in the mirror
	When your mind gives up ' cause your thoughts get stuck
	And your words don' t come quite as easy
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going
	When your Christmas cards came in thick and fast
	As the years go past they get fewer
	When your friends have gone, still you stumble on
	While the younger ones went before you
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going
	Step outside, there is pleasure yet
	In soft spring air let it fill your chest
	So step outside, for the days still left
	And feel the life in the power of your breath
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going

	zuò cí : Hannah Scott Stefano Della Casa
	zuò qǔ : Hannah Scott Stefano Della Casa
	When your bones give in and your hair grows thin
	There' s more lines than skin in the mirror
	When your mind gives up ' cause your thoughts get stuck
	And your words don' t come quite as easy
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going
	When your Christmas cards came in thick and fast
	As the years go past they get fewer
	When your friends have gone, still you stumble on
	While the younger ones went before you
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going
	Step outside, there is pleasure yet
	In soft spring air let it fill your chest
	So step outside, for the days still left
	And feel the life in the power of your breath
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going
	So you dwell in dreams of dying
	Do you think it feels like falling or flying?
	There' s a swell in days of hoping
	That there' ll be somebody waiting where you' re going

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