Leave It - Al Stewart

Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk Disappearin

作词: Stewart I can well recall the first time I ever put to sea, It was on the old "Calcutta"in eighteen fifty-three. I was just a lad of fourteen years, a mid

作词 : Stewart I'm leaving my home in Europe behind Heading out for a new state of mind New York town is calling to me Dollar an hour from the company Warren Ga

作词: Stewart The morning is humming, it's a quarter past nine I should be working down in the vines But I'm lying here with a good friend of mine Watching the

作词 : Stewart I was a post-war baby in a small Scots town I was three years old when we moved down south Hard times written in my mother's looks With her widow

They crossed over the border the hour before dawn moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay Waiting for ord

作词 : Stewart Cut glass porcupine sailing on the Serpentine Fingers on the skyline pulling down the black blinds Terminal eyes at the edge of the night Rivulet

In the east the wind is blowing the boats across the sea And their sails will fill the morning and their cries ring out to me Oh, Oh Oh, the more it changes, th