[00:00.00] 作曲 : BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW/PFAFF SCOTT C
[00:36.42]If I can get through the day,
[00:39.05]I'll have a date with the moon.
[00:42.29]That's how I spend all my worthless time on the sand,
[00:45.98]Thinking that my ship will be coming soon.
[00:49.23]Look at these hands,
[00:52.24]They've been in gloves for years.
[00:55.30]That's how I spend all my worthless rounds in the ring,
[00:59.04]Hoping that the other guy will disappear.
[01:02.23]But you and your face of light.
[01:11.05]
[01:16.20]It's a brilliant roman candle that separates the day from the night.
[01:21.95]It's that clean, clear truth that sorts our the wrong from the right.
[01:28.01]You and your face of light.
[01:44.08]
[01:53.13]If I can get through tonight,
[01:55.88]I'm waking up with my wings.
[01:58.94]There's no way I can sleep my way through a fight,
[02:02.63]And I think I'm gonna like what tomorrow brings.
[02:05.81]Look at my eyes,
[02:08.50]Don't even know who I am.
[02:11.88]That's how I spend all my worthless time on the floor,
[02:15.38]Waiting for you to tell me I'm a man.
[02:18.44]But you and your face of light.
[02:27.69]
[02:32.02]It's a brilliant roman candle that separates the day from the night.
[02:38.15]It's that clean, clear truth that sorts our the wrong from the right.
[02:44.27]You and your face of light

作曲 : BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW/PFAFF SCOTT C
If I can get through the day,
I'll have a date with the moon.
That's how I spend all my worthless time on the sand,
Thinking that my ship will be coming soon.
Look at these hands,
They've been in gloves for years.
That's how I spend all my worthless rounds in the ring,
Hoping that the other guy will disappear.
But you and your face of light.
It's a brilliant roman candle that separates the day from the night.
It's that clean, clear truth that sorts our the wrong from the right.
You and your face of light.
If I can get through tonight,
I'm waking up with my wings.
There's no way I can sleep my way through a fight,
And I think I'm gonna like what tomorrow brings.
Look at my eyes,
Don't even know who I am.
That's how I spend all my worthless time on the floor,
Waiting for you to tell me I'm a man.
But you and your face of light.
It's a brilliant roman candle that separates the day from the night.
It's that clean, clear truth that sorts our the wrong from the right.
You and your face of light