歌曲 | Million Holes In Heaven |
歌手 | Amy Cook |
专辑 | The L Word Season 3 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
In the desert, outside Norfolk, | |
We went flying down that highway. | |
I tried to memorize the way that you looked; | |
You were clutching a tall boy. | |
Cold gin was sweating clear through that worn-out paper sack | |
I got to thinking that maybe once you get this way you can never go back | |
And the sky above us is impossibly black, | |
As we lie down on the desert on our back. | |
What's that you'd say about those stars as you wake me from my dreaming? | |
It's like a million holes in heaven | |
Through the speakers in that old truck | |
AM radio is playing, | |
We sing along with the windows rolled down | |
Until the singing turns to swaying. | |
The thunder storm comes rolling in, | |
Reminding you of everyone you've ever loved - | |
That exploding silver lining. | |
And the sky above is impossibly cracked, | |
As we stand out on the front porch watching the bolts cut the black. | |
What's that you'd say to me love, as we'd start out at that lighting? | |
There are a million holes in heaven | |
As I stare out at the city the streetlights stole the stars, | |
The crickets in the wind were taken by the sound of cars, | |
As I lie in my apartment and I wonder where you are | |
There are a million holes in my heart. | |
You will drink the moonshine and I will drown in the sunshine | |
You will drink the moonshine and I'll drown in the sunshine | |
You'll be drinking moonshine and I'll be drowning in the sunshine | |
You will drink the moonshine and I will drown in the sunshine | |
You'll be drinking moonshine and I'll be drowning in the sunshine | |
And I just hope you'll think of me sometimes, | |
I hope you'll think of me sometimes. | |
Come on and drink the moonshine |
In the desert, outside Norfolk, | |
We went flying down that highway. | |
I tried to memorize the way that you looked | |
You were clutching a tall boy. | |
Cold gin was sweating clear through that wornout paper sack | |
I got to thinking that maybe once you get this way you can never go back | |
And the sky above us is impossibly black, | |
As we lie down on the desert on our back. | |
What' s that you' d say about those stars as you wake me from my dreaming? | |
It' s like a million holes in heaven | |
Through the speakers in that old truck | |
AM radio is playing, | |
We sing along with the windows rolled down | |
Until the singing turns to swaying. | |
The thunder storm comes rolling in, | |
Reminding you of everyone you' ve ever loved | |
That exploding silver lining. | |
And the sky above is impossibly cracked, | |
As we stand out on the front porch watching the bolts cut the black. | |
What' s that you' d say to me love, as we' d start out at that lighting? | |
There are a million holes in heaven | |
As I stare out at the city the streetlights stole the stars, | |
The crickets in the wind were taken by the sound of cars, | |
As I lie in my apartment and I wonder where you are | |
There are a million holes in my heart. | |
You will drink the moonshine and I will drown in the sunshine | |
You will drink the moonshine and I' ll drown in the sunshine | |
You' ll be drinking moonshine and I' ll be drowning in the sunshine | |
You will drink the moonshine and I will drown in the sunshine | |
You' ll be drinking moonshine and I' ll be drowning in the sunshine | |
And I just hope you' ll think of me sometimes, | |
I hope you' ll think of me sometimes. | |
Come on and drink the moonshine |
In the desert, outside Norfolk, | |
We went flying down that highway. | |
I tried to memorize the way that you looked | |
You were clutching a tall boy. | |
Cold gin was sweating clear through that wornout paper sack | |
I got to thinking that maybe once you get this way you can never go back | |
And the sky above us is impossibly black, | |
As we lie down on the desert on our back. | |
What' s that you' d say about those stars as you wake me from my dreaming? | |
It' s like a million holes in heaven | |
Through the speakers in that old truck | |
AM radio is playing, | |
We sing along with the windows rolled down | |
Until the singing turns to swaying. | |
The thunder storm comes rolling in, | |
Reminding you of everyone you' ve ever loved | |
That exploding silver lining. | |
And the sky above is impossibly cracked, | |
As we stand out on the front porch watching the bolts cut the black. | |
What' s that you' d say to me love, as we' d start out at that lighting? | |
There are a million holes in heaven | |
As I stare out at the city the streetlights stole the stars, | |
The crickets in the wind were taken by the sound of cars, | |
As I lie in my apartment and I wonder where you are | |
There are a million holes in my heart. | |
You will drink the moonshine and I will drown in the sunshine | |
You will drink the moonshine and I' ll drown in the sunshine | |
You' ll be drinking moonshine and I' ll be drowning in the sunshine | |
You will drink the moonshine and I will drown in the sunshine | |
You' ll be drinking moonshine and I' ll be drowning in the sunshine | |
And I just hope you' ll think of me sometimes, | |
I hope you' ll think of me sometimes. | |
Come on and drink the moonshine |