[00:00.00] 作词 : Stewart, White
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Al Stewart/Peter White
[01:33.45]When the cock crows
[01:36.54]And the wind blows
[01:39.63]And the primrose of dawn
[01:42.39]Is at your windows
[01:46.11]Moving through the deep
[01:48.33]You chase dreams across your sleep
[01:52.14]Scarecrows, waiting at your door
[01:58.11]In the last days of the century
[02:01.44]Leaning from your balcony
[02:04.02]You said this is how it's meant to be
[02:07.02]Can't you feel it in the air
[02:10.68]See that light come shining down
[02:17.28]All the way to chinatown
[02:17.82]See it come from miles around
[02:19.59]Reflecting everywhere
[02:34.80]You wore black clothes
[02:37.77]You quoted shakespeare
[02:41.76]You still make me shake
[02:43.44]When you get this near
[02:47.64]You look like a still from
[02:49.53]Cecil B. De
[02:52.05]Mille When
[02:55.65]I saw you waiting at my door
[02:59.58]In the last days of the century
[03:03.03]Leaning from your balcony
[03:05.55]You say changes come so rapidly
[03:08.67]You can feel them in the air
[03:19.08]Whoever you pretend to be
[03:19.68]You must face yourself eventually
[04:01.53]In the last days of the century
[04:03.39]Who knows who we were
[04:03.75]In the last days of the century
[04:04.47]Leaning from your balcony
[04:07.02]You said this is how it's meant to be
[04:10.02]Can't you feel it in the air
[04:13.68]See that light come shining down
[04:16.86]All the way to chinatown
[04:19.83]See it shine from miles around
[04:22.59]Reflecting everywhere

作词 : Stewart, White
作曲 : Al Stewart/Peter White
When the cock crows
And the wind blows
And the primrose of dawn
Is at your windows
Moving through the deep
You chase dreams across your sleep
Scarecrows, waiting at your door
In the last days of the century
Leaning from your balcony
You said this is how it's meant to be
Can't you feel it in the air
See that light come shining down
All the way to chinatown
See it come from miles around
Reflecting everywhere
You wore black clothes
You quoted shakespeare
You still make me shake
When you get this near
You look like a still from
Cecil B. De
Mille When
I saw you waiting at my door
In the last days of the century
Leaning from your balcony
You say changes come so rapidly
You can feel them in the air
Whoever you pretend to be
You must face yourself eventually
In the last days of the century
Who knows who we were
In the last days of the century
Leaning from your balcony
You said this is how it's meant to be
Can't you feel it in the air
See that light come shining down
All the way to chinatown
See it shine from miles around
Reflecting everywhere