歌曲 | Just Like Downtown |
歌手 | Carrie Newcomer |
专辑 | The Age of Possibility |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Newcomer | |
I grew up on an island | |
Somewhere near Chicago | |
Learned how to talk rough | |
Just like downtown | |
You could drive to the lake | |
And it sure seemed to me | |
It smelled like fresh water | |
But it felt like the sea | |
That's right it's so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can't shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
There was nothing to do | |
But to shut up and drive | |
To the water, down the backroads | |
To the south and east sides | |
Some girls got through high school | |
Some never will | |
Some walked with a hunger | |
They never would fill | |
That's right it's so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can't shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
You can cough out the city | |
You can change your old clothes | |
You can soften your accent | |
So nobody knows | |
But whenever I'm honest | |
Something in me | |
Still looks for fresh water | |
That feels like the sea | |
That's right it's so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can't shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
I close my eyes | |
And I can still see | |
That no one forgets | |
What it's like to be | |
Who it is to be | |
If you see me inclining when no one is speaking | |
If you sense that I'm wandering somewhere in my mind | |
If you listen real close you might hear the whisper | |
Or see how the sunsets on the lake could shine and shine | |
That's right it's so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can't shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
I grew up on an island somewhere near Chicago | |
Learned how to talk tough just like downtown |
zuo ci : Newcomer | |
I grew up on an island | |
Somewhere near Chicago | |
Learned how to talk rough | |
Just like downtown | |
You could drive to the lake | |
And it sure seemed to me | |
It smelled like fresh water | |
But it felt like the sea | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
There was nothing to do | |
But to shut up and drive | |
To the water, down the backroads | |
To the south and east sides | |
Some girls got through high school | |
Some never will | |
Some walked with a hunger | |
They never would fill | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
You can cough out the city | |
You can change your old clothes | |
You can soften your accent | |
So nobody knows | |
But whenever I' m honest | |
Something in me | |
Still looks for fresh water | |
That feels like the sea | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
I close my eyes | |
And I can still see | |
That no one forgets | |
What it' s like to be | |
Who it is to be | |
If you see me inclining when no one is speaking | |
If you sense that I' m wandering somewhere in my mind | |
If you listen real close you might hear the whisper | |
Or see how the sunsets on the lake could shine and shine | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
I grew up on an island somewhere near Chicago | |
Learned how to talk tough just like downtown |
zuò cí : Newcomer | |
I grew up on an island | |
Somewhere near Chicago | |
Learned how to talk rough | |
Just like downtown | |
You could drive to the lake | |
And it sure seemed to me | |
It smelled like fresh water | |
But it felt like the sea | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
There was nothing to do | |
But to shut up and drive | |
To the water, down the backroads | |
To the south and east sides | |
Some girls got through high school | |
Some never will | |
Some walked with a hunger | |
They never would fill | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
You can cough out the city | |
You can change your old clothes | |
You can soften your accent | |
So nobody knows | |
But whenever I' m honest | |
Something in me | |
Still looks for fresh water | |
That feels like the sea | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
I close my eyes | |
And I can still see | |
That no one forgets | |
What it' s like to be | |
Who it is to be | |
If you see me inclining when no one is speaking | |
If you sense that I' m wandering somewhere in my mind | |
If you listen real close you might hear the whisper | |
Or see how the sunsets on the lake could shine and shine | |
That' s right it' s so long now | |
You cannot fight this thing any old how | |
You can run fast, you can try so hard | |
But you can' t shake the ache or the lake of | |
Who you are | |
I grew up on an island somewhere near Chicago | |
Learned how to talk tough just like downtown |