注释:
There Wont be
No growing old tonight
Trail behind
At the speed of light
Everything is all
beneath the
sky
There you lie
so lovely
They pull the body
from the river
In the early hours
There you lie
Then you hear
Everyone else,
going out
Its gonna be a ball
Better make that call
af-
-ter
the
fall
There wont be
No boundaries tonight
No way to gague
The altitude of flight
Everything is all beneath the sky
There you lie
They pull the body
from the river
There you lie
so lovely
Everyone else,
going out.
Its gonna be a ball
Better make that call
After the fall.
