| 歌曲 | Tightrope |
| 歌手 | Susan Gibson |
| 专辑 | Tightrope |
| I’m driving out along a stretch of highway 9 | |
| it was my father’s road & now its mine | |
| I’ve always been parallel to the horizon | |
| I’ve seen it all before I just don’t recognize it | |
| These watercolor skies they deepen like a bruise | |
| Casting shadows on all the tricks I had to use | |
| How can you follow when I don’t leave no clues | |
| When I tiptoe around in ballerina shoes? | |
| I’m on a tightrope I’m on a high wire | |
| I can’t come down, I can’t get any higher | |
| Staring out across the thin line | |
| You just hold your breath until I reach the other side | |
| You tightened up the reigns, you cut me slack | |
| You gave me just enough rope so I could find my way back | |
| You were a crooked line , I have no doubt | |
| Who woulda thought that you would be the one to straighten me out | |
| I’m on a tightrope I’m on a high wire | |
| I can’t come down, I can’t get any higher | |
| Staring out across the thin line | |
| You just hold your breath until I reach the other side | |
| Climbing up and looking down | |
| Might as well stay on the ground | |
| I’m on a tightrope I’m on a high wire | |
| I can’t come down, I can’t get any higher | |
| Staring out across the thin line | |
| You just hold your breath until I reach the other side |
| I' m driving out along a stretch of highway 9 | |
| it was my father' s road now its mine | |
| I' ve always been parallel to the horizon | |
| I' ve seen it all before I just don' t recognize it | |
| These watercolor skies they deepen like a bruise | |
| Casting shadows on all the tricks I had to use | |
| How can you follow when I don' t leave no clues | |
| When I tiptoe around in ballerina shoes? | |
| I' m on a tightrope I' m on a high wire | |
| I can' t come down, I can' t get any higher | |
| Staring out across the thin line | |
| You just hold your breath until I reach the other side | |
| You tightened up the reigns, you cut me slack | |
| You gave me just enough rope so I could find my way back | |
| You were a crooked line , I have no doubt | |
| Who woulda thought that you would be the one to straighten me out | |
| I' m on a tightrope I' m on a high wire | |
| I can' t come down, I can' t get any higher | |
| Staring out across the thin line | |
| You just hold your breath until I reach the other side | |
| Climbing up and looking down | |
| Might as well stay on the ground | |
| I' m on a tightrope I' m on a high wire | |
| I can' t come down, I can' t get any higher | |
| Staring out across the thin line | |
| You just hold your breath until I reach the other side |