God looked around his garden And found an empty space; He then looked down upon this earth And saw your tired face. He put His arms around you And lifted you to rest; God's garden must be beautiful, He only takes the best. He knew you were in pain, He knew you might never Get well upon this earth again. He saw the road was getting rough And the hills were hard to climb, so He closed your weary eyelids and whispered 'Peace be thine.' It broke our hearts to lose you, But you never went alone, For part of us went with you The day God called you home
特别喜欢他的歌词。说着在清晨睡不着觉思念一个人的故事。在冷冷的夜晚听这歌,特别有感觉。 In the wee small hours of the morning, While the whole wide world is fast asleep, You lie awake and think about the girl And never, ever think of counting sheep.
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, You'd be hers if only she would call, In the wee small hours of the morning, That's the time you miss her most of all.
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, You'd be hers if only she would call, In the wee small hours of the morning, That's the time you miss her most of all.