歌曲名 Doors Of Sleep 歌手名 Steve Howe

作词：Steve Howe

作曲：Steve Howe

Life is just a reflection

Sometime mirrored in the past

As we strive for perfection

We live until we last

Where the new might grow with the old

Where the fool is of times the wise

Everything has got to be evened out

Leaving as without a doubt

Home home from the horizon

Far and clear

Hither to the soft wings

Sweep flocks of the memories

Of the days draw near

Life is just a reflection

Sometime mirrored in the past

As we strive for perfection

We live until we last

The dove-cote doors of sleep

Oh which way are they

That come through this sweet light

Of all these homing birds

Which with the straightest

And with the swiftest flight

Your words to me your words

The first time I took this girl's hand

She was as if for whom I was born

And there's more besides a fair morning

Needed for a fair

Home home from the horizon

Far and clear

Hither to the soft wings

Sweep flocks of the memories

Of the days draw near

Oh oh

Oh oh