Our Time

歌曲 Our Time
歌手 John Hiatt
专辑 Same Old Man

歌词

I traced your arms as you laid spread out on the
Sunday paper
And looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost
I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator
I wrapped myself up in it like a cold beef roast
Fell asleep, was cooked medium
Placed on a dining room table in
BrooklynBefore an older couple surrounded by family
And friends so wonderful and kind
I flashed back to you giving dollars
To homeless men down in the
BoweryNot before they convinced you
It was for sandwiches and not for wine
I just could never convince you baby this was our time
This was our time, this was our time
Now your feeding me fabulous
ChineseTakeout on the dampened bed sheets
Our last supper so you might say
I woke up in a cold sweat and realized
We’d never cooked one meal together
You always said“
Why bother with the cuisines of the world
Laid at our feet here everyday?"Then I thought of our first date back in NashvilleWe shared the pupu platterYou enjoyed it with such gusto I took it for a signWe would have many happy meals togetherIn a warm dining room somewhere maybe even BrooklynThat was way back thenAnd I was just another guy with food on his mindBut this, baby this was our timeThis was our time, this was our timeThis was our time, what did you have in mind?This was our time

拼音

I traced your arms as you laid spread out on the
Sunday paper
And looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost
I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator
I wrapped myself up in it like a cold beef roast
Fell asleep, was cooked medium
Placed on a dining room table in
BrooklynBefore an older couple surrounded by family
And friends so wonderful and kind
I flashed back to you giving dollars
To homeless men down in the
BoweryNot before they convinced you
It was for sandwiches and not for wine
I just could never convince you baby this was our time
This was our time, this was our time
Now your feeding me fabulous
ChineseTakeout on the dampened bed sheets
Our last supper so you might say
I woke up in a cold sweat and realized
We' d never cooked one meal together
You always said"
Why bother with the cuisines of the world
Laid at our feet here everyday?" Then I thought of our first date back in NashvilleWe shared the pupu platterYou enjoyed it with such gusto I took it for a signWe would have many happy meals togetherIn a warm dining room somewhere maybe even BrooklynThat was way back thenAnd I was just another guy with food on his mindBut this, baby this was our timeThis was our time, this was our timeThis was our time, what did you have in mind? This was our time