The Pillow-UB40/John Holt

[00:00.00] 作词 : UB40 [00:11.68]A smile for every passing car [00:14.56]And when they stop with door ajar [00:17.31]She shrugs and whispers que sera [00:20.12]And turns her thoughts to the pillow [00:25.74]Her face is etched with memories [00:28.56]She finds now joy amid the sleaze [00:31.43]It's hard when you've been paid to please [00:34.31]So she turns her thoughts to the pillow [00:39.87]Daylight comes she rests her head [00:42.68]The beauty of an empty bed [00:45.44]She dreams of happy days instead [00:48.68]Of brooding on tomorrow [00:56.68]She swapped her dreams of shining knights [00:59.51]For pushers, bars and money fights [01:02.32]For nameless faces in red light [01:05.14]So she turns her head to the pillow [01:10.72]Those black eyes don't hurt any more [01:13.52]She's heard the jokes and jibes before [01:16.40]She's felt the long arm of the law [01:19.28]So she turns her head to the pillow [01:25.34]Daylight comes she rests her head [01:27.65]The beauty of an empty bed [01:30.46]She dreams of happy days instead [01:33.52]Of brooding on tomorrow [01:42.04]Taking drugs was not for fun [01:44.47]It made her feel like going on [01:47.29]But now she hurts when its all gone [01:50.14]And she turns her head to the pillow [01:58.60]She take a blade and breaks her skin [02:01.47]Sweet life force flows from within [02:04.29]The white clouds in her head grow dim [02:07.16]And she turns her head to the pillow [02:12.73]Sunlight creeps across her head [02:15.41]Pale beauty in a crimson bed [02:18.30]No dreams of happy days ahead [02:21.12]She'll have no more tomorrows