歌曲名:Seven Days歌手:Sting专辑:25 YearsArtist: StingAlbum: Ten Summoner's TalesTitle: Seven DaysBy EdisonSeven days, was all she wroteA kind of ultimatum note, she gave to meShe gave to meWhen I thought the field had clearedIt seems another suit appeared to challenge meWoe is meThough I hate to make a choiceMy options are decreasing mostly rapidlyWell, we'll seeI don't think she'd bluff this timeI really have to make her mineIt's plain to see, it's him or meMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWedn'sday would be fineThursday's on my mindFriday'd give me timeSaturday could waitBut Sunday'd be too lateThe fact he's over six feet tenMight instil fear in other menBut not in meThe mighty fleaAsk if I am mouse or manThe mirror squeaked, away I ranHe'll murder me in time for his teaDoes it bother me at all?My rival is NeanderthalIt makes me thinkPerhaps I need a drinkI.Q. is no problem hereWe won't be playing Scrabble forHer hand, I fearI need that beerMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWedn'sday would be fineThursday's on my mindFriday'd give me timeSaturday could waitBut Sunday'd be too lateSeven days will quickly goThe fact remains, I love her soSeven daysSo many waysBut I can't run awayI can't run awayMonday, I could wait till TuesdayIf I make up my mindWedn'sday would be fineThursday's on my mindFriday'd give me timeSaturday could waitBut Sunday'd be too lateDo I have to tell a storyOf a thousand rainy daysSince we first met?It's a big enough umbrellaBut it's always me that ends upGetting wet. Yeah, Yeah.http://music.baidu.com/song/10480193
