[00:00.00] 作词 : Anderson[00:17.91]Winds howled. rains spit down.[00:21.72]All these nights playing precious games.[00:24.57]Cheap hotel in some seaboard town[00:27.69]Closed down for the winter and whispered names.[00:30.81]Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea[00:34.83]Snap our heels half-heartedly[00:41.88]And how come you know better than me[00:42.54]That this is not love.[00:45.30]No, this is not love.[00:56.13]Empty drugstore postcards freeze[00:59.82]Sunburst images of summers gone.[01:02.25]Think i see us in these promenade days[01:06.57]Before we learned october's song.[01:10.53]Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree;[01:53.04]Curious, head bent to see.[01:53.64]And how come you know better than me[02:38.34]That this is not love.[02:38.79]Down to the sad south, smokey plumes[02:42.36]Mark that real world city home.[02:45.39]Broken spells and silent gloom[02:47.97]Ooze from that concrete honeycomb.[02:50.34]Puppy-dog waves on a big moon sea[02:51.06]Snapped our heels half-heartedly[02:53.58]And how come you know better than me[04:11.19]That this is not love.