[00:00.000] 作词 : David Gilmour/Roger Waters
[00:01.000] 作曲 : David Gilmour/Roger Waters
[00:22.400]Heaven sent the promised land
[00:27.677]Looks alright from where I stand
[00:33.111]'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
[00:44.291]Waiting on the first step
[00:49.751]Show me where the key is kept
[00:55.236]Point me down the right line because it's time
[01:04.928]To let me in from the cold
[01:10.805]Turn my lead into gold
[01:16.187]'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
[01:21.254]And I think I'm growing old
[01:28.882]Flash the readies wot's...uh the deal
[01:34.394]Got to make it to the next meal
[01:39.880]Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
[01:47.716]
[01:50.851]Mile after mile
[01:53.489]Stone after stone
[01:56.102]You turn to speak but you're alone
[02:01.718]A million miles from home you're on your own
[02:11.174]So let me in from the cold
[02:16.817]Turn my lead into gold
[02:21.884]'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
[02:27.083]And I think I'm growing old
[02:34.345]
[03:39.416]Fire bright by candlelight
[03:44.431]With her by my side
[03:49.865]And if she prefers we will never stir again
[04:00.680]Someone sent the promised land
[04:06.583]And I grabbed it with both hands
[04:11.181]Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
[04:21.003]Hear me shout 'Come on in. What's the news and where you been?'
[04:31.400]'Cause there's no wind left in my soul
[04:36.493]And I've grown old

作词 : David Gilmour/Roger Waters
作曲 : David Gilmour/Roger Waters
Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand
'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show me where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time
To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Flash the readies wot's...uh the deal
Got to make it to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
Mile after mile
Stone after stone
You turn to speak but you're alone
A million miles from home you're on your own
So let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Fire bright by candlelight
With her by my side
And if she prefers we will never stir again
Someone sent the promised land
And I grabbed it with both hands
Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout 'Come on in. What's the news and where you been?'
'Cause there's no wind left in my soul
And I've grown old