笨小笨Golden Spoon歌词由NightSoundClouds演唱，出自专辑《Golden Spoon》，下面是《Golden Spoon》完整版歌词！
Golden Spoon歌词完整版
Old drawer where memories reside
Spoons of silver tarnished with pride
Each one tells a tale of days gone by
Of laughter, of tears, of each goodbye
Old drawer where memories reside
Spoons of silver tarnished with pride
Each one tells a tale of days gone by
Of laughter, of tears, of each goodbye
Spoons pass through generations with a silent sigh
From grandparent to child the legacy shared
In every spoon love is always there
Spoons pass through generations with a silent sigh
From grandparent to child the legacy shared
In every spoon love is always there
where memories reside
where memories reside
where memories reside
Of laughter, of tears, of each goodbye
Spoon, in the stillness of the morn
Stirring dreams that are yet unborn
In your curves a story unfolds
Spoon, a quiet life you hold (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
So here’s to the spoon in its quiet might
A silent witness in the day and night
With every stir it weaves a tale
In the heart of life where dreams set sail (yeah, yeah)
With every stir it weaves a tale
In the heart of life where dreams set sail (yeah, yeah)
Snowy evening by the fire's warm glow
A spoon stirs cocoa in a cup below
Bringing warmth to hearts on a chilly night
The simple spoon makes everything right (yeah, yeah)
As the final chapter slowly draws near
The spoon remains a silent seer
In the closing moments of twilight’s gleam
The spoon stirs the last of life’s sweet dream
Spoon, in the stillness of the morn
Stirring dreams that are yet unborn
In your curves a story unfolds
Spoon, a quiet life you hold (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
Old drawer where memories reside
Spoons of silver tarnished with pride
Each one tells a tale of days gone by
Of laughter, of tears, of each goodbye (yeah, yeah)
As the final chapter slowly draws near
The spoon remains a silent seer
In the closing moments of twilight’s gleam
The spoon stirs the last of life’s sweet dream
Spoon, in the stillness of the morn
Stirring dreams that are yet unborn
In your curves a story unfolds
Spoon, a quiet life you hold (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
Old drawer where memories reside
Spoons of silver tarnished with pride
Each one tells a tale of days gone by
Of laughter, of tears, of each goodbye (yeah, yeah)
As the final chapter slowly draws near
The spoon remains a silent seer
In the closing moments of twilight’s gleam
The spoon stirs the last of life’s sweet dream
Spoon, in the stillness of the morn
Stirring dreams that are yet unborn
In your curves a story unfolds
Spoon, a quiet life you hold (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
So here’s to the spoon in its quiet might
A silent witness in the day and night
With every stir it weaves a tale
In the heart of life where dreams set sail (yeah, yeah)
Of laughter, of tears, of each goodbye
Spoon, in the stillness of the morn
Stirring dreams that are yet unborn
In your curves a story unfolds
Spoon, a quiet life you hold (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
So here’s to the spoon in its quiet might
A silent witness in the day and night
With every stir it weaves a tale
In the heart of life where dreams set sail (yeah, yeah)
