[00:00.000] 作词 : Kurt Wagner
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kurt Wagner
[00:23.401]It's the kind of day
[00:24.964]you never wake up from
[00:32.929]A summer's day has come to mind in autumn
[00:41.424]Eyes are heavy
[00:43.775]nights are long forgotten
[00:49.993]In every place and every heart
[01:00.365]Branches bare the moon's not misbegotten
[01:10.678]Was it hesitant from the start
[01:18.909]Some people say that when you're feeling rotten
[01:28.745]In a kind of way
[01:38.13]In a kind of way
[01:46.27]Lying still you listen to the noises
[01:55.315]You roll your heads and rub your noses
[02:04.417]Cupboards bare you lack of further choices
[02:12.511]Who of us now knows where the time goes
[02:23.252]Speak now love to me of your return
[02:32.395]It's not how much you make but what you earn
[02:41.19]Put your petals in a pile
[02:44.407]and watch them burn
[02:51.350]In a kind of way
[03:00.465]In a kind of way
[03:09.569]Come what may
[03:14.431]In a kind of way
[03:18.485]Your desperate days
[03:21.682]Are mixed with those that aren't
[03:30.648]In a kinder way
[03:39.73]On holidays I swear I hear an echo
[03:48.38]You hold tight to it then you simply let go
[03:57.610]Sure as you let those feelings show
[04:05.420]They let you know that you are not alone
[04:15.933]Speak now love to me of your return
[04:25.32]It's not how much you make
[04:27.861]but what you earn
[04:33.839]Put your petals in a pile
[04:37.51]and watch them burn
[04:44.217]In a kind of way
[04:53.448]In a kind of way

作词 : Kurt Wagner
作曲 : Kurt Wagner
It's the kind of day
you never wake up from
A summer's day has come to mind in autumn
Eyes are heavy
nights are long forgotten
In every place and every heart
Branches bare the moon's not misbegotten
Was it hesitant from the start
Some people say that when you're feeling rotten
In a kind of way
In a kind of way
Lying still you listen to the noises
You roll your heads and rub your noses
Cupboards bare you lack of further choices
Who of us now knows where the time goes
Speak now love to me of your return
It's not how much you make but what you earn
Put your petals in a pile
and watch them burn
In a kind of way
In a kind of way
Come what may
In a kind of way
Your desperate days
Are mixed with those that aren't
In a kinder way
On holidays I swear I hear an echo
You hold tight to it then you simply let go
Sure as you let those feelings show
They let you know that you are not alone
Speak now love to me of your return
It's not how much you make
but what you earn
Put your petals in a pile
and watch them burn
In a kind of way
In a kind of way