You Can't Call It Love Lyrics

	作曲 : Daltrey, McMahon, Ray, Ruffy
	(David Ruffy,Walter Ray,Roger Daltrey) © 1992
	Control It’s the same rain the same pain
	The same picture in the same frame
	Cold close smoldering hearts
	And it can’t burst into flames then
	Again it can’t go out
	My passion is a nightingale with a
	Sword throat
	A dolphin in the
	Thames it’s a wasted love
	It’s a telephone ringing in
	A empty house
	It’s motherless child
	You can say it’s a good thing
	You can say it’s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can’t call it love
	No. you can’t call it love
	I’m lost among the stars
	Another wishful one is waiting in the wings
	To pick up where the last one put you down
	To dry your eyes and fashion your new crown
	Of fox gloves and steel strings
	You can say it’s a good thing
	You can say it’s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can’t call it love
	No. you can’t call it love
	No. you can’t call it love
	The same town’s still standing
	But the changes come creepin’ through
	My dreams
	But it’s a little late for praying
	When your world is already on its knees
	And on and on and on and on
	My nightmare’s a devil’s dog on a rolling log
	Got no control, no sense of time, its
	Just a rhyme
	And a banshee hollers in the dead of night
	It’s a homeless ghost
	You can say it’s a good thing
	You can say it’s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can’t call it love
	No. you can’t call it love
	No. you can’t call it love
	Can’t call it love

	zuo qu : Daltrey, McMahon, Ray, Ruffy
	David Ruffy, Walter Ray, Roger Daltrey 1992
	Control It' s the same rain the same pain
	The same picture in the same frame
	Cold close smoldering hearts
	And it can' t burst into flames then
	Again it can' t go out
	My passion is a nightingale with a
	Sword throat
	A dolphin in the
	Thames it' s a wasted love
	It' s a telephone ringing in
	A empty house
	It' s motherless child
	You can say it' s a good thing
	You can say it' s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	I' m lost among the stars
	Another wishful one is waiting in the wings
	To pick up where the last one put you down
	To dry your eyes and fashion your new crown
	Of fox gloves and steel strings
	You can say it' s a good thing
	You can say it' s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	The same town' s still standing
	But the changes come creepin' through
	My dreams
	But it' s a little late for praying
	When your world is already on its knees
	And on and on and on and on
	My nightmare' s a devil' s dog on a rolling log
	Got no control, no sense of time, its
	Just a rhyme
	And a banshee hollers in the dead of night
	It' s a homeless ghost
	You can say it' s a good thing
	You can say it' s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	Can' t call it love

	zuò qǔ : Daltrey, McMahon, Ray, Ruffy
	David Ruffy, Walter Ray, Roger Daltrey 1992
	Control It' s the same rain the same pain
	The same picture in the same frame
	Cold close smoldering hearts
	And it can' t burst into flames then
	Again it can' t go out
	My passion is a nightingale with a
	Sword throat
	A dolphin in the
	Thames it' s a wasted love
	It' s a telephone ringing in
	A empty house
	It' s motherless child
	You can say it' s a good thing
	You can say it' s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	I' m lost among the stars
	Another wishful one is waiting in the wings
	To pick up where the last one put you down
	To dry your eyes and fashion your new crown
	Of fox gloves and steel strings
	You can say it' s a good thing
	You can say it' s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	The same town' s still standing
	But the changes come creepin' through
	My dreams
	But it' s a little late for praying
	When your world is already on its knees
	And on and on and on and on
	My nightmare' s a devil' s dog on a rolling log
	Got no control, no sense of time, its
	Just a rhyme
	And a banshee hollers in the dead of night
	It' s a homeless ghost
	You can say it' s a good thing
	You can say it' s a bad thing
	You can call it anything you want
	But you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	No. you can' t call it love
	Can' t call it love

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