[00:00.00] 作词 : Lilac Time
[00:11.31]One from the heart could be
[00:15.43]The east village eye should be
[00:19.93]Fluorescent lights above the kiss goodnight
[00:23.88]And love will always stay
[00:28.68]Beyond words
[00:31.37]
[00:37.62]The first breath of spring must be
[00:42.87]The last days of school might be
[00:47.50]The first taste of forbidden fruit
[00:51.75]And dancing with a girl
[00:53.75]Who can afford good suits
[00:55.99]Your lips on my neck
[01:01.18]Sunbathing on the deck of the love boat
[01:10.50]In clover we float
[01:12.06]A happiness that makes you choke
[01:13.94]Beyond words
[01:19.68]
[01:24.25]The words of love and of disgust
[01:28.25]Are lost in the wind like so much dust
[01:33.06]The talks break down, two lovers kiss
[01:37.81]What words in the world are we going to miss?
[01:43.38]
[02:00.25]And the ship sails on
[02:03.31]And when our lives have gone
[02:09.50]What epitaph will mean a thing?
[02:14.26]What're you going to say
[02:18.12]When the phone don't ring?
[02:19.12]Was your life quite good?
[02:20.75]And were your book shelves made out of wood?
[02:27.94]To hold the books they write when their heroes die
[02:32.19]And the loss they always find
[02:36.44]Beyond words, and the ship sails on
[02:42.06]Beyond words

作词 : Lilac Time
One from the heart could be
The east village eye should be
Fluorescent lights above the kiss goodnight
And love will always stay
Beyond words
The first breath of spring must be
The last days of school might be
The first taste of forbidden fruit
And dancing with a girl
Who can afford good suits
Your lips on my neck
Sunbathing on the deck of the love boat
In clover we float
A happiness that makes you choke
Beyond words
The words of love and of disgust
Are lost in the wind like so much dust
The talks break down, two lovers kiss
What words in the world are we going to miss?
And the ship sails on
And when our lives have gone
What epitaph will mean a thing?
What're you going to say
When the phone don't ring?
Was your life quite good?
And were your book shelves made out of wood?
To hold the books they write when their heroes die
And the loss they always find
Beyond words, and the ship sails on
Beyond words