歌曲 | Shriner's Park |
歌手 | Melissa Etheridge |
专辑 | Your Little Secret |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Melissa Etheridge | |
作词 : Etheridge | |
I wonder what you're doing | |
In the night out there | |
Is a sad summer breath tangled in your hair | |
Can you hear the lonely engines | |
Screaming through the town | |
There's no where to run | |
When the darkness comes down | |
Is there a song inside of you | |
That you tried to forget | |
Like your fake | |
ID and your mom's cigarettes | |
Does it take you back | |
Is the vision intense | |
You and me in | |
Shriner's | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
You were just seventeen | |
But your laughter was mild | |
You liked my dreams, you thought | |
I was wild | |
Is there a rhythm in your step now | |
That reminds you of a dance | |
Do you push it all away' | |
Cause you never took the chance | |
You'd sneak out your window | |
When I'd come for you | |
I'd be waiting in the street light on 8th avenue | |
You'd slip into my car | |
And we'd drive down past the fence | |
You and me in | |
Shriner's | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Did you feel like you were crazy | |
When they sent you far away | |
Did no one have the answers | |
When you hung your head to pray | |
You could not let yourself dream | |
Never dare believe | |
You could ever be more | |
Than you were born to be | |
Do you lock up your house | |
Like you locked up your past | |
If I were to call | |
Could you free me at last | |
Could you slip into my car | |
Could we drive down past the fence | |
You and me in | |
Shriner's | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Oh, you were trying | |
TryingYou and me | |
You and me | |
You and me |
zuo qu : Melissa Etheridge | |
zuo ci : Etheridge | |
I wonder what you' re doing | |
In the night out there | |
Is a sad summer breath tangled in your hair | |
Can you hear the lonely engines | |
Screaming through the town | |
There' s no where to run | |
When the darkness comes down | |
Is there a song inside of you | |
That you tried to forget | |
Like your fake | |
ID and your mom' s cigarettes | |
Does it take you back | |
Is the vision intense | |
You and me in | |
Shriner' s | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
You were just seventeen | |
But your laughter was mild | |
You liked my dreams, you thought | |
I was wild | |
Is there a rhythm in your step now | |
That reminds you of a dance | |
Do you push it all away' | |
Cause you never took the chance | |
You' d sneak out your window | |
When I' d come for you | |
I' d be waiting in the street light on 8th avenue | |
You' d slip into my car | |
And we' d drive down past the fence | |
You and me in | |
Shriner' s | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Did you feel like you were crazy | |
When they sent you far away | |
Did no one have the answers | |
When you hung your head to pray | |
You could not let yourself dream | |
Never dare believe | |
You could ever be more | |
Than you were born to be | |
Do you lock up your house | |
Like you locked up your past | |
If I were to call | |
Could you free me at last | |
Could you slip into my car | |
Could we drive down past the fence | |
You and me in | |
Shriner' s | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Oh, you were trying | |
TryingYou and me | |
You and me | |
You and me |
zuò qǔ : Melissa Etheridge | |
zuò cí : Etheridge | |
I wonder what you' re doing | |
In the night out there | |
Is a sad summer breath tangled in your hair | |
Can you hear the lonely engines | |
Screaming through the town | |
There' s no where to run | |
When the darkness comes down | |
Is there a song inside of you | |
That you tried to forget | |
Like your fake | |
ID and your mom' s cigarettes | |
Does it take you back | |
Is the vision intense | |
You and me in | |
Shriner' s | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
You were just seventeen | |
But your laughter was mild | |
You liked my dreams, you thought | |
I was wild | |
Is there a rhythm in your step now | |
That reminds you of a dance | |
Do you push it all away' | |
Cause you never took the chance | |
You' d sneak out your window | |
When I' d come for you | |
I' d be waiting in the street light on 8th avenue | |
You' d slip into my car | |
And we' d drive down past the fence | |
You and me in | |
Shriner' s | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Did you feel like you were crazy | |
When they sent you far away | |
Did no one have the answers | |
When you hung your head to pray | |
You could not let yourself dream | |
Never dare believe | |
You could ever be more | |
Than you were born to be | |
Do you lock up your house | |
Like you locked up your past | |
If I were to call | |
Could you free me at last | |
Could you slip into my car | |
Could we drive down past the fence | |
You and me in | |
Shriner' s | |
ParkTrying to make some sense | |
Trying to make some sense | |
Oh, you were trying | |
TryingYou and me | |
You and me | |
You and me |