[00:00.000] 作词 : 伊森
[00:01.000] 作曲 : 伊森
[00:02.000] 编曲 : 伊森
[00:10.200]The moon hangs heavy like a tired old clock
[00:15.330]The midnight air whispers but I just can’ t talk
[00:20.520]The tea turns bitter the candles burn low
[00:24.960]In this empty room where shadows grow
[00:30.450]Oh waiting’ s a river and I’ m caught in its flow
[00:35.790]Drifting in circles nowhere to go
[00:40.530]Every tick every tock sings a sorrowful tune
[00:46.170]Under the languid eyes of the brooding moon
[00:56.100]The stars play dead falling quiet from the sky
[01:01.260]The wind tells a secret that feels like a lie
[01:06.360]Your voice is a ghost that lingers in my ear
[01:10.740]But only silence answers when I call you near
[01:16.230]Is this patience or just a curse in disguise
[01:21.870]Eyes on the horizon but no sunrise
[01:26.940]Hands clutching minutes that slip and slide
[01:33.000]All I’ ve got is time and this ache inside
[01:38.070]Oh waiting’ s a river and I’ m caught in its flow
[01:42.210]Drifting in circles nowhere to go
[01:46.950]Every tick every tock sings a sorrowful tune
[01:52.500]Under the languid eyes of the brooding moon
[02:02.340]The chair beside me holds the shape of your name
[02:07.230]Butyou're not here and I’ m tired of the blame
[02:12.420]The blues leak out like tears on the floor
[02:16.950]Waiting for a knock that never hits the door

作词 : 伊森
作曲 : 伊森
编曲 : 伊森
The moon hangs heavy like a tired old clock
The midnight air whispers but I just can’ t talk
The tea turns bitter the candles burn low
In this empty room where shadows grow
Oh waiting’ s a river and I’ m caught in its flow
Drifting in circles nowhere to go
Every tick every tock sings a sorrowful tune
Under the languid eyes of the brooding moon
The stars play dead falling quiet from the sky
The wind tells a secret that feels like a lie
Your voice is a ghost that lingers in my ear
But only silence answers when I call you near
Is this patience or just a curse in disguise
Eyes on the horizon but no sunrise
Hands clutching minutes that slip and slide
All I’ ve got is time and this ache inside
Oh waiting’ s a river and I’ m caught in its flow
Drifting in circles nowhere to go
Every tick every tock sings a sorrowful tune
Under the languid eyes of the brooding moon
The chair beside me holds the shape of your name
Butyou're not here and I’ m tired of the blame
The blues leak out like tears on the floor
Waiting for a knock that never hits the door