Faces In The Crowd 歌词

Esther walks the hall, carrying a candle Listens at the wall, for a sign of life Closing her eyes as the room fades away Counting the chimes in the church of our saviour ringing out To faces in the crowd Simon drives this town, works a graveyard Sunday Esther flags him down, doesn't speak a word He hums to himself as the streets disappear He catches himself looking back in the mirror filled with doubt Two faces in the crowd On the ferry from Dover to Calais Arm in arm on a windswept day I've got a photo of them sailing away Mother's so pretty, father's so proud... I stop to count the chimes, an orphan in the shadows So little left behind, so much I'll never know A list in 'The Times' of the lives lost at sea An old photograph and a past that seems so like On the ferry from Dover to Calais Arm in arm on a windswept day I've got a photo of them sailing away Mother's so pretty, father's so proud... Esther walks the hall, carrying a candle Listens at the wall, for a sign of life...