[00:00.000] 作词 : Mike O'Brien/Carlin Nicholson/Neil Quin/Rob Drake
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Mike O'Brien/Carlin Nicholson/Neil Quin/Rob Drake
[00:17.045]All's set for your story,
[00:20.666]but it's too late by the morning.
[00:25.499]It's not like you'd worry,
[00:29.884]it's not like you'd care.
[00:33.552]It's leaving me blinded, closed and single-minded.
[00:41.751]Now it's harder to find it,
[00:44.153]if you're in a hard and desperate way.
[00:48.542]And I hope and I pray that you'll make it someday,
[00:53.348]nothing left to give away.
[00:57.083]And I know that I must but it's hard to be tough,
[01:01.612]old enough to know the difference and young enough to care.
[01:25.788]I'm leaving something behind me,
[01:29.260]'cause it's easier to fear what binds me.
[01:34.426]Now I'm feeling something just as cold as nothing,
[01:37.705]it's a mark that you wear.
[01:42.497]There’s a sliding glass window,
[01:45.507]that I'm leaving closed 'cause I'm laying low.
[01:50.839]Now I feel like I'm slipping,
[01:54.191]so I'm better off alone.
[01:57.906]And I hope and I pray that you'll make it someday,
[02:02.758]nothing left to give away.
[02:05.626]And I know that I must but it's hard to be tough,
[02:10.284]old enough to know the difference and young enough to care.
[02:18.304]Yeah old enough to make a difference but young enough not to care.
[02:26.298]Old enough to know the difference.

作词 : Mike O'Brien/Carlin Nicholson/Neil Quin/Rob Drake
作曲 : Mike O'Brien/Carlin Nicholson/Neil Quin/Rob Drake
All's set for your story,
but it's too late by the morning.
It's not like you'd worry,
it's not like you'd care.
It's leaving me blinded, closed and single-minded.
Now it's harder to find it,
if you're in a hard and desperate way.
And I hope and I pray that you'll make it someday,
nothing left to give away.
And I know that I must but it's hard to be tough,
old enough to know the difference and young enough to care.
I'm leaving something behind me,
'cause it's easier to fear what binds me.
Now I'm feeling something just as cold as nothing,
it's a mark that you wear.
There’s a sliding glass window,
that I'm leaving closed 'cause I'm laying low.
Now I feel like I'm slipping,
so I'm better off alone.
And I hope and I pray that you'll make it someday,
nothing left to give away.
And I know that I must but it's hard to be tough,
old enough to know the difference and young enough to care.
Yeah old enough to make a difference but young enough not to care.
Old enough to know the difference.