Tác giả : Barclay James Harvest, The
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Passing time in the sun 
To think of things, lost and done 
You wonder why she left so soon 
No word or reason why 
All feelings born can only die 
Lazy days passing by 
With memories you just can't hide 
The song flows on you can't pursue 
Your words don't mean a thing 
The mood's too hard for you to sing 
 
Moving on with a sigh 
A silhouette against the sky 
The seconds they dripped right on by 
And slowly filled the day 
And feelings born can only fade away