Left Behind - Jonathan Groff.lrc

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[00:29.81]You fold his hands and smooth his tie
[00:32.55]You gently lift his chin
[00:35.20]Were you really so blind
[00:38.09]And unkind to him?
[00:40.92]Can't help the itch to touch, to kiss
[00:43.27]To hold him once again
[00:46.36]Now to close his eyes
[00:49.25]Never open them
[00:52.29]A shadow past, a shadow past
[00:55.29]Yearning, yearning for the fool
[01:00.67]It called a home
[01:06.45]All things he never did
[01:12.23]Are left behind
[01:16.62]All the things his mama
[01:20.75]Wished he'd bear in mind
[01:23.49]And all his dad had hoped he'd know
[01:28.87]
[01:34.46]The talks you never had
[01:36.61]The Saturdays you never spent
[01:39.80]All the grown-up places
[01:43.69]You never went
[01:46.08]And all of the crying
[01:48.17]You wouldn't understand
[01:50.95]You just let him cry
[01:53.85]Make a man out of him
[01:57.53]A shadow past, a shadow past
[01:59.87]Yearning, yearning for the fool
[02:05.36]It called a home
[02:11.14]All things he ever wished
[02:17.16]Are left behind
[02:21.75]All the things his mama
[02:25.98]Did to make him mind
[02:28.77]And how his dad had hoped he'd grow
[02:34.33]All things he ever lived
[02:39.85]Are left behind
[02:44.19]All the fears that ever
[02:48.28]Flickered through his mind
[02:51.07]All the sadness that
[02:54.16]He'd come to own
[02:56.80]
[03:13.74]A shadow past, a shadow past
[03:16.99]Yearning, yearning for the fool
[03:21.97]It called a home
[03:33.53]And whistles through the ghosts
[03:38.35]Still left behind
[03:44.69](it) whistles through the ghosts
[03:49.42]Still left behind
[03:55.88]It whistles through the ghosts
[04:00.92]Still left behind
[04:07.60]Oh

文本歌词

You fold his hands and smooth his tie
You gently lift his chin
Were you really so blind
And unkind to him?
Can't help the itch to touch, to kiss
To hold him once again
Now to close his eyes
Never open them
A shadow past, a shadow past
Yearning, yearning for the fool
It called a home
All things he never did
Are left behind
All the things his mama
Wished he'd bear in mind
And all his dad had hoped he'd know
The talks you never had
The Saturdays you never spent
All the grown-up places
You never went
And all of the crying
You wouldn't understand
You just let him cry
Make a man out of him
A shadow past, a shadow past
Yearning, yearning for the fool
It called a home
All things he ever wished
Are left behind
All the things his mama
Did to make him mind
And how his dad had hoped he'd grow
All things he ever lived
Are left behind
All the fears that ever
Flickered through his mind
All the sadness that
He'd come to own
A shadow past, a shadow past
Yearning, yearning for the fool
It called a home
And whistles through the ghosts
Still left behind
(it) whistles through the ghosts
Still left behind
It whistles through the ghosts
Still left behind
Oh