歌曲 | Meet Me On The Mountain (Album Version) |
歌手 | REO Speedwagon |
专辑 | Nine Lives |
Lyrics:Gary Richrath Music:Gary Richrath | |
I remember it well, that day last spring, | |
When the snow lay deep on the mountain trails. | |
It was winter's last showin' and our last fling | |
Before returning to our lives in the valley. | |
We pretended we were lost in the wilderness, | |
And I pretended to be your guide. | |
Our love was a play and you were the actress. | |
We were two lonely people living out a dream. | |
Oh, baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter is dying | |
and the snow lay deep on the mountain trails. | |
Maybe it's the spring putting thoughts in our heads. | |
But baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter lays her head to rest. | |
As the morning came, the feelings faded. | |
They melted away with the dew. | |
And if it hurt, I never felt it, | |
'Cause I knew that you'd be leavin' me soon. | |
Come on, baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter is dying | |
and the snow lay deep on the mountain trails. | |
Maybe it's the spring putting thoughts in our heads. | |
But baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter lays her head to rest. |
Lyrics: Gary Richrath Music: Gary Richrath | |
I remember it well, that day last spring, | |
When the snow lay deep on the mountain trails. | |
It was winter' s last showin' and our last fling | |
Before returning to our lives in the valley. | |
We pretended we were lost in the wilderness, | |
And I pretended to be your guide. | |
Our love was a play and you were the actress. | |
We were two lonely people living out a dream. | |
Oh, baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter is dying | |
and the snow lay deep on the mountain trails. | |
Maybe it' s the spring putting thoughts in our heads. | |
But baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter lays her head to rest. | |
As the morning came, the feelings faded. | |
They melted away with the dew. | |
And if it hurt, I never felt it, | |
' Cause I knew that you' d be leavin' me soon. | |
Come on, baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter is dying | |
and the snow lay deep on the mountain trails. | |
Maybe it' s the spring putting thoughts in our heads. | |
But baby meet me on the mountain | |
when the winter lays her head to rest. |