歌曲 | Love Builds The Bridges (Pride Builds The Walls) |
歌手 | Patty Loveless |
专辑 | Only What I Feel |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McBride, Salley | |
She's twistin' the ring on her finger | |
She's watchin' the clock on the wall | |
She's hopin' when it finally hits him | |
He's wrong | |
He'll come to his senses | |
And give her a call | |
Across town he's in a hotel room | |
He can't keep his eyes off the phone | |
He's thinking that soon she'll break down and call | |
To tell him she's sorry | |
And beg him back home | |
There's a lonesome fool waiting | |
On each end of the line | |
There's a measure of blame on both sides | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There's no hope at all | |
'Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls | |
The longer they wait on each other | |
The harder it gets to give in | |
They're too proud to see | |
They're just one call away | |
From putting their love back | |
Together again | |
There's a lonesome fool waiting | |
On each end of the line | |
There's a measure of blame on both sides | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There's no hope at all | |
'Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There's no hope at all | |
'Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls |
zuo ci : McBride, Salley | |
She' s twistin' the ring on her finger | |
She' s watchin' the clock on the wall | |
She' s hopin' when it finally hits him | |
He' s wrong | |
He' ll come to his senses | |
And give her a call | |
Across town he' s in a hotel room | |
He can' t keep his eyes off the phone | |
He' s thinking that soon she' ll break down and call | |
To tell him she' s sorry | |
And beg him back home | |
There' s a lonesome fool waiting | |
On each end of the line | |
There' s a measure of blame on both sides | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There' s no hope at all | |
' Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls | |
The longer they wait on each other | |
The harder it gets to give in | |
They' re too proud to see | |
They' re just one call away | |
From putting their love back | |
Together again | |
There' s a lonesome fool waiting | |
On each end of the line | |
There' s a measure of blame on both sides | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There' s no hope at all | |
' Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There' s no hope at all | |
' Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls |
zuò cí : McBride, Salley | |
She' s twistin' the ring on her finger | |
She' s watchin' the clock on the wall | |
She' s hopin' when it finally hits him | |
He' s wrong | |
He' ll come to his senses | |
And give her a call | |
Across town he' s in a hotel room | |
He can' t keep his eyes off the phone | |
He' s thinking that soon she' ll break down and call | |
To tell him she' s sorry | |
And beg him back home | |
There' s a lonesome fool waiting | |
On each end of the line | |
There' s a measure of blame on both sides | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There' s no hope at all | |
' Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls | |
The longer they wait on each other | |
The harder it gets to give in | |
They' re too proud to see | |
They' re just one call away | |
From putting their love back | |
Together again | |
There' s a lonesome fool waiting | |
On each end of the line | |
There' s a measure of blame on both sides | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There' s no hope at all | |
' Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls | |
Until each heart is willing | |
There' s no hope at all | |
' Cause love builds the bridges | |
But pride builds the walls |