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The Tragically Hip
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The Lonely End Of The Rink
作词:Robert Edwin Baker, Gordon Edgar Downie, John Philip Fay, Paul Joseph Langlois, Robert Gordon Sinclair
I looked up and you were there Just sitting there, all alone Holding your fist in the air And if you need me, you're on your own
You drove me home through a snowy tomb And I fell asleep in my seat I had the dream of having no room You were there, just staring at me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
Oh, to join the rush As the season builds
I hear your voice â€~cross a frozen lake A voice from the end of a leaf Saying, 'You won't die of a thousand fakes Or be beaten by the sweetest of dekes' 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, the lonely end of the rink
Oh, to join the rush As the season builds Jump into the rush As the seasons build
You drove me home through a snowy gloom And I fell asleep in my seat Then I had the dream of having no room You were there, just staring at me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, you and me At the lonely end of the rink, the lonely end of the rink
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