On a Hill In the Rain - Paul O'Reilly 吉他弹唱谱

I trace your footprints in the snow, From my house to your door。 When it gets dark。 The train stops running in our ghosts, Dangers lie in all the snow, I go on foot。 The railway through the time, As the windows of your friends, When I went to the sea。 I pass the stations and the bars, I/pass the ruins of the house。 Where people lived。 The ghost of your mother came to me In a dream, And said you are not far。 I made my plans from a window of a dream, Headed for that ghost。 There are no photographs to prove, You existed in it all, That you ever were。 Letters that I meant to write, About movies and the times。 They‘re left on down。 These days most things are still the same, I am embarrassed by afraid, Of you are on a stiff, I still went to bay at night, Count the birds on the whites, To fall asleep。 The ghost of your mother came to me In a dream, And said you are not far, I 've made my plans from a window of a dream, Headed for that ghost。 Streets are quiet now It's late, There is no one around, I 'cross where I liked。 I don't remember anything, About what I did last night, Or where I was。 The window whistles in the trees, Starts singing to the sea, But there are no words。 I trace your footprints in the snow, From my house to your door。 When it gets dark。 The ghost of your mother, Whispered in my ear, You were not enough, So I made my plans from a window of a dream。 Headed for that ghost。