Pennies in the Fountain - Glen Hansard (格伦·汉塞德)

The only way to hold on

To this love is with an open hand

You told me that the first day we met

I didn't understand

Beneath the broad-beamed boughs

Your love changed a slow coming apart

You moved on and I stayed the same

I was trailing from the start

We laid long in the tall grass

We loved for the joy of love itself

We threw our pennies

In the fountain and we wished

For nothing else

And we wished for nothing else

And through the crossbeams whispers were heard

Undoing in every line

And in the fall you flew little bird

But see you when it's time

We laid long in the tall grass

We loved for the joy of love itself

We threw our pennies in the fountain and we wished

For nothing else

And we wished for nothing else

We laid long in the tall grass

We loved for the joy of love itself

We suffered heartache after heartache

But we wished for nothing else

We wished for nothing else