Carla Bruni If You Were Coming In The Fall LRC歌詞

If You Were Coming In The Fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
If I could see you in a year,
I'd wind the months in balls,
And put them each in separate drawers,
If only centuries delayed,
I'd count them on my hand,
Subtracting till my fingers dropped
If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I'd toss it yonder like a rind,
But now, uncertain of the length
Of this, that is between,
It goads me, like the goblin bee,
That will not state its sting.