[00:00.000] 作曲 : Alexandra McDermott/Drew Erickson
[00:00.890] Just a passing feeling
[00:06.094] I don't ever want to forget
[00:11.069] Just a planet spinning
[00:14.168] On the axis of the voice in my head
[00:19.452]
[00:20.219] Old things, they stay nearby
[00:23.727] And I find that I am rotting in the apple of your eye
[00:28.164] Old things, they stick around
[00:32.638] And I find myself enveloped in the sadness of the sounds of
[00:37.871]
[00:38.680] Goodbye, goodbye
[00:42.811] Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
[00:48.646] Goodbye, goodbye
[00:53.805] Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
[00:57.885]
[00:58.764] On a quiet evening
[01:03.650] I'm confronted by the Lady in Red
[01:07.709] All the while, I'm clinging
[01:12.436] To the moment of my innocent death
[01:17.521]
[01:18.029] Old things, they stay nearby
[01:21.851] And I find that I am rotting in the apple of your eye
[01:26.113] Old things, they stick around
[01:30.611] And I find myself enveloped in the sadness of the sounds of
[01:35.843]
[01:55.891] How long must I wait
[02:01.550] Until the outline of your face
[02:06.917] Recedes from every passing window?
[02:14.348] How long must I wait
[02:20.368] Until the ashes take their place
[02:26.691] In the passing breeze wherever it may go?
[02:33.826]
[02:34.905] Goodbye, goodbye
[02:39.075] Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
[02:45.113] Goodbye, goodbye
[02:48.275] Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
[02:53.741]
[02:55.610] (Goodbye, goodbye)
[02:58.867] (Goodbye, goodbye)
[03:02.748] (Goodbye)
[03:04.429] (Goodbye, goodbye, bye)
[03:07.580] (Goodbye, goodbye)
[03:10.517] (Goodbye, goodbye)

作曲 : Alexandra McDermott/Drew Erickson
Just a passing feeling
I don't ever want to forget
Just a planet spinning
On the axis of the voice in my head
Old things, they stay nearby
And I find that I am rotting in the apple of your eye
Old things, they stick around
And I find myself enveloped in the sadness of the sounds of
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
On a quiet evening
I'm confronted by the Lady in Red
All the while, I'm clinging
To the moment of my innocent death
Old things, they stay nearby
And I find that I am rotting in the apple of your eye
Old things, they stick around
And I find myself enveloped in the sadness of the sounds of
How long must I wait
Until the outline of your face
Recedes from every passing window?
How long must I wait
Until the ashes take their place
In the passing breeze wherever it may go?
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, my old friend, goodbye
(Goodbye, goodbye)
(Goodbye, goodbye)
(Goodbye)
(Goodbye, goodbye, bye)
(Goodbye, goodbye)
(Goodbye, goodbye)