You Stole My Bell - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)

Written by：ELVIS COSTE

There is a place

Underneath the staircase

Where I keep the evidence

Of what once would offer peace

In a deep blue velvet box filled with joy and pride

Should I pick the locks should I peek inside

Can I stand the sight of those happy days

Should I strike a match burn them all away

'Cause you stole my bell and you broke my chime

And the clock spins 'round but it won't keep time

There are many lovely girls in this cold and loveless world

But not one is the equal of you heaven knows how much I love you

But not one is the equal of you heaven knows how much I love you

So here we are

But it's not quite like we thought

Those things were priceless then

Now I know they can't be bought

In a deep blue velvet box fastened with a pin

Should I lift the lid should I look within

Was it my last chance or my first mistake

Is it just a step that we'll never take

'Cause you stole my bell and you broke my chime

And the clock spins 'round but it won't keep time

There are many lovely girls in this cold and loveless world

But not one is the equal of you heaven knows how much I love you

But not one is the equal of you heaven knows how much I love you

But not one is the equal of you heaven knows how much I love you