| Song | The Lost, The Lucky |
| Artist | Day at the Fair |
| Album | The Rocking Chair Years |
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| 作曲 : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| Your heart stopped and I still think of where you've been and where you've gone, | |
| I'll be missing you for way too long, | |
| Cause I took chances on your sympathy, and lost the auction when, | |
| I bid the lost and the lucky, | |
| I can't erase what I can't change, | |
| But the guilt still hurts the same, | |
| I know I could've saved you in the end, | |
| In the end, | |
| I skipped town without the last of words, the last of what I left, | |
| You chose drugs, you chose an ending, | |
| A closed up casket shows me that you'd hide the girl you used to be, | |
| So strong, and so forgiving, | |
| Still hear your voice on my machine, | |
| As you ask you if the bigger picture is all it seems, | |
| You killed yourself for what you could've been, | |
| While I was building a life to bring us back again, | |
| Now I, | |
| Can't say, I'm sorry, | |
| It's too late, I'm holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I'm, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
| You know I knew that I still thought of you and where your life had gone, | |
| This will leave a mark for way too long, | |
| And every bone that aches remembers you, remembers who you were, | |
| You're the loss that I am living, | |
| I feel the world around me change, | |
| I'm coming back to L.A., looked the same, | |
| I know we could've changed this in the end, | |
| Now I, | |
| Can't say, I'm sorry, | |
| It's too late, I'm holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I'm, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
| And every promise that I didn't make, I wish I did, | |
| Every word I thought, I could have said before you left, | |
| And every promise that I didn't make, I wish I did, | |
| Every word that kept me holding you until these words forgave me, | |
| Loving you until your life can say that now, | |
| Angel, I'm sorry, | |
| It's too late, I'm holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I'm, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky |
| zuo qu : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| Your heart stopped and I still think of where you' ve been and where you' ve gone, | |
| I' ll be missing you for way too long, | |
| Cause I took chances on your sympathy, and lost the auction when, | |
| I bid the lost and the lucky, | |
| I can' t erase what I can' t change, | |
| But the guilt still hurts the same, | |
| I know I could' ve saved you in the end, | |
| In the end, | |
| I skipped town without the last of words, the last of what I left, | |
| You chose drugs, you chose an ending, | |
| A closed up casket shows me that you' d hide the girl you used to be, | |
| So strong, and so forgiving, | |
| Still hear your voice on my machine, | |
| As you ask you if the bigger picture is all it seems, | |
| You killed yourself for what you could' ve been, | |
| While I was building a life to bring us back again, | |
| Now I, | |
| Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
| It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I' m, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
| You know I knew that I still thought of you and where your life had gone, | |
| This will leave a mark for way too long, | |
| And every bone that aches remembers you, remembers who you were, | |
| You' re the loss that I am living, | |
| I feel the world around me change, | |
| I' m coming back to L. A., looked the same, | |
| I know we could' ve changed this in the end, | |
| Now I, | |
| Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
| It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I' m, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
| And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
| Every word I thought, I could have said before you left, | |
| And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
| Every word that kept me holding you until these words forgave me, | |
| Loving you until your life can say that now, | |
| Angel, I' m sorry, | |
| It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I' m, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky |
| zuò qǔ : Barker, Day At The Fair | |
| Your heart stopped and I still think of where you' ve been and where you' ve gone, | |
| I' ll be missing you for way too long, | |
| Cause I took chances on your sympathy, and lost the auction when, | |
| I bid the lost and the lucky, | |
| I can' t erase what I can' t change, | |
| But the guilt still hurts the same, | |
| I know I could' ve saved you in the end, | |
| In the end, | |
| I skipped town without the last of words, the last of what I left, | |
| You chose drugs, you chose an ending, | |
| A closed up casket shows me that you' d hide the girl you used to be, | |
| So strong, and so forgiving, | |
| Still hear your voice on my machine, | |
| As you ask you if the bigger picture is all it seems, | |
| You killed yourself for what you could' ve been, | |
| While I was building a life to bring us back again, | |
| Now I, | |
| Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
| It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I' m, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
| You know I knew that I still thought of you and where your life had gone, | |
| This will leave a mark for way too long, | |
| And every bone that aches remembers you, remembers who you were, | |
| You' re the loss that I am living, | |
| I feel the world around me change, | |
| I' m coming back to L. A., looked the same, | |
| I know we could' ve changed this in the end, | |
| Now I, | |
| Can' t say, I' m sorry, | |
| It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I' m, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky, | |
| And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
| Every word I thought, I could have said before you left, | |
| And every promise that I didn' t make, I wish I did, | |
| Every word that kept me holding you until these words forgave me, | |
| Loving you until your life can say that now, | |
| Angel, I' m sorry, | |
| It' s too late, I' m holding, | |
| All the answers to our dreams, | |
| Now I' m, | |
| Waiting, silent, | |
| As I think of what regret now means, | |
| For the girl, lost and lucky |