《The Trumpet Vine》歌词

[00:00:00] The Trumpet Vine - Kate Wolf

[00:00:55] The trumpet vine grew in the kitchen window

[00:01:01] And bloomed bright orange on the wall

[00:01:08] You sat in the morning light, holding a guitar

[00:01:13] As the first summer rain began to fall

[00:01:21] And like the gentle raindrops your words fell in the air

[00:01:27] Making things so clear as we quietly sat there

[00:01:34] It reminded me of other times you had come before

[00:01:41] And brought a song or just walked in through the kitchen door

[00:01:56] Now it seems the truest words I ever heard from you

[00:02:03] Were said at kitchen tables we have known

[00:02:09] 'Cause somehow in that warm room, with coffee on the stove

[00:02:16] Our hearts were really most at home

[00:02:23] Sitting at a table looking hard at you

[00:02:29] Catching up on stories of the things we'd tried to do

[00:02:36] It seems we really said the most when we didn't talk at all

[00:02:43] Let the songs speak for us like the sunlight on the wall.

[00:03:16] Now as we come and go, in sunshine and in rain

[00:03:22] Some years are seen more clearly than the rest

[00:03:28] And if it weren't for kitchen songs

[00:03:32] And mornings spent with friends

[00:03:35] We all might lose the things we love the best

[00:03:42] I can see you sitting there beneath the trumpet vine

[00:03:48] The sunlight through the window in the kitchen in my mind.

[00:03:56] You came when you were needed, I could not ask for more

[00:04:02] Than to turn to find you walking through the kitchen door.