作曲 : Wingo Ragged pages in shades of blue Ink is bleeding from words written in 1982 They aligned themselves with you Once clear, now turning into A clouded view The basement whispers, the attic sings The lines you memorized so solemnly When you were 16 They were everything You'd lay in your bed and quietly sing And while the feeling still rings true The words are fading, fading into A clouded view You read them over and over again To try to remember what they said back then And while the feeling still rings true The words are fading, fading into A clouded view
作曲 : Wingo Ragged pages in shades of blue Ink is bleeding from words written in 1982 They aligned themselves with you Once clear, now turning into A clouded view The basement whispers, the attic sings The lines you memorized so solemnly When you were 16 They were everything You'd lay in your bed and quietly sing And while the feeling still rings true The words are fading, fading into A clouded view You read them over and over again To try to remember what they said back then And while the feeling still rings true The words are fading, fading into A clouded view
