Leopold Street歌词

You were young
But your eyes were younger still when you found me there
And you rode down the street to watch me work
Building tables and chairs
You wore white
Ｗe were married in July
In a church on a hill
And I cried
'Cos you looked just like the winter
Dressed in the light
Where do I go?
What do I know now?
With my sweet love gone
With my sweet love gone
With my hands
Ｏh, I worked the night and day
And I built you a home
And we raised our own children in those walls
Now they're happy and gone
And our yard, it was colourful with flowers
That scented the air
And I watched as they slowly died away
When you needed me there
Who do I be?
What do I see now?
With my sweet love gone
With my sweet love gone
You grew old so much faster than I could
And I knew you would go
Laid to rest on a Sunday afternoon
And you left me alone
How do I live?
What do I give now?
With my sweet love gone
Ｗith my sweet love gone