[00:00.000] 作曲 : Sophie Payten
[00:09.169] Your cold hand was underneath as you slept
[00:16.346] We made sandwiches and then they said you’d left
[00:24.212] I read words that someone wrote as we cried
[00:31.906] And I tried to think of all the times you told me you were tired
[00:40.008] You’d be on the phone
[00:43.785] Every time we’d get home
[00:47.399] And I think I thought you’d be there
[00:54.507] Wherever she goes
[01:01.838] Wherever she goes
[01:10.947] I have tried to recall how your cashmere sweater smelt
[01:18.629] I’ve spent countless days recounting your hairspray and how you felt
[01:26.300] “Oh, I’ll let you go” is what you’d say to me
[01:34.067] And now it’s I that has to let you go to where you have to be
[01:42.027] You’d be on the phone
[01:45.670] Every time we’d get home
[01:48.419] And I think I thought you’d be there
[01:57.335] You’d be on the phone
[02:01.122] Every time we’d get home
[02:04.534] And I think I thought you’d be there
[02:28.580] When I think of you a movie-reel of moments plays
[02:36.457] We’ll be in the car or after mass on Saturdays
[02:43.674] You’ll be walking down the driveway, you’ll be in your chair
[02:51.430] You’ll say “See you 'round” or “Say your ‘Three’”
[02:55.719] And now you’re everywhere
[02:59.238] You’d be on the phone
[03:03.045] Every time we’d get home
[03:05.844] And I think I thought you’d be there
[03:13.789] Wherever she goes
[03:17.946] (I will meet you there)
[03:21.161] Wherever she goes
[03:25.175] (I will meet you there)
[03:28.951] Wherever she goes
[03:32.961] (I will meet you there)
[03:36.615] Wherever she goes
[03:40.838] (I will meet you there)

作曲 : Sophie Payten
Your cold hand was underneath as you slept
We made sandwiches and then they said you’d left
I read words that someone wrote as we cried
And I tried to think of all the times you told me you were tired
You’d be on the phone
Every time we’d get home
And I think I thought you’d be there
Wherever she goes
Wherever she goes
I have tried to recall how your cashmere sweater smelt
I’ve spent countless days recounting your hairspray and how you felt
“Oh, I’ll let you go” is what you’d say to me
And now it’s I that has to let you go to where you have to be
You’d be on the phone
Every time we’d get home
And I think I thought you’d be there
You’d be on the phone
Every time we’d get home
And I think I thought you’d be there
When I think of you a movie-reel of moments plays
We’ll be in the car or after mass on Saturdays
You’ll be walking down the driveway, you’ll be in your chair
You’ll say “See you 'round” or “Say your ‘Three’”
And now you’re everywhere
You’d be on the phone
Every time we’d get home
And I think I thought you’d be there
Wherever she goes
(I will meet you there)
Wherever she goes
(I will meet you there)
Wherever she goes
(I will meet you there)
Wherever she goes
(I will meet you there)