歌曲 | If You Never Got Sick |
歌手 | The Wallflowers |
专辑 | Red Letter Days |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dylan | |
Well, that ain't a parachute | |
That ain't a rip cord | |
That ain't a body of water | |
We're headed for | |
There's so little time left | |
So much to be done | |
Even you are gonna need someone | |
That ain't a trick of light | |
Or the morning haze | |
Coming in from the lake | |
Getting into your eyes | |
It's the invisible breath | |
Of a storm on the rise | |
That I feel whenever you arrive | |
Now I may not be quick | |
Maybe never was | |
But tell me what the | |
Hell it is | |
That you've become | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
This ain't a righteous love | |
Even a good one | |
These ain't the kinds of return | |
That I was thinking of | |
I'm unbearable now | |
You ain't seen nothing yet | |
You'll se me dead before you see me quit | |
That ain't a jug of wine | |
That you've been drinking from | |
Now lay back now baby | |
Let your fever come | |
I will bury you in | |
Just to dig you out | |
I haven't a use for being proud | |
Let us see for the pride | |
Got high in the rise | |
But don't be disappointed | |
How I'm using mine | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
I think I made a mistake | |
I think I pushed when you said wait | |
But I never get to hold on you | |
I followed you deep into a barren field | |
There was someone you were running from | |
When I needed to sleep that's when you disappeared | |
But I did get the impossible done | |
Now I always knew there was | |
God inside you | |
I just never did learn which one | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn't get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I would never get to hold you |
zuo ci : Dylan | |
Well, that ain' t a parachute | |
That ain' t a rip cord | |
That ain' t a body of water | |
We' re headed for | |
There' s so little time left | |
So much to be done | |
Even you are gonna need someone | |
That ain' t a trick of light | |
Or the morning haze | |
Coming in from the lake | |
Getting into your eyes | |
It' s the invisible breath | |
Of a storm on the rise | |
That I feel whenever you arrive | |
Now I may not be quick | |
Maybe never was | |
But tell me what the | |
Hell it is | |
That you' ve become | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
This ain' t a righteous love | |
Even a good one | |
These ain' t the kinds of return | |
That I was thinking of | |
I' m unbearable now | |
You ain' t seen nothing yet | |
You' ll se me dead before you see me quit | |
That ain' t a jug of wine | |
That you' ve been drinking from | |
Now lay back now baby | |
Let your fever come | |
I will bury you in | |
Just to dig you out | |
I haven' t a use for being proud | |
Let us see for the pride | |
Got high in the rise | |
But don' t be disappointed | |
How I' m using mine | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
I think I made a mistake | |
I think I pushed when you said wait | |
But I never get to hold on you | |
I followed you deep into a barren field | |
There was someone you were running from | |
When I needed to sleep that' s when you disappeared | |
But I did get the impossible done | |
Now I always knew there was | |
God inside you | |
I just never did learn which one | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I would never get to hold you |
zuò cí : Dylan | |
Well, that ain' t a parachute | |
That ain' t a rip cord | |
That ain' t a body of water | |
We' re headed for | |
There' s so little time left | |
So much to be done | |
Even you are gonna need someone | |
That ain' t a trick of light | |
Or the morning haze | |
Coming in from the lake | |
Getting into your eyes | |
It' s the invisible breath | |
Of a storm on the rise | |
That I feel whenever you arrive | |
Now I may not be quick | |
Maybe never was | |
But tell me what the | |
Hell it is | |
That you' ve become | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
This ain' t a righteous love | |
Even a good one | |
These ain' t the kinds of return | |
That I was thinking of | |
I' m unbearable now | |
You ain' t seen nothing yet | |
You' ll se me dead before you see me quit | |
That ain' t a jug of wine | |
That you' ve been drinking from | |
Now lay back now baby | |
Let your fever come | |
I will bury you in | |
Just to dig you out | |
I haven' t a use for being proud | |
Let us see for the pride | |
Got high in the rise | |
But don' t be disappointed | |
How I' m using mine | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
I think I made a mistake | |
I think I pushed when you said wait | |
But I never get to hold on you | |
I followed you deep into a barren field | |
There was someone you were running from | |
When I needed to sleep that' s when you disappeared | |
But I did get the impossible done | |
Now I always knew there was | |
God inside you | |
I just never did learn which one | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
But baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I wouldn' t get to hold you | |
Baby, if you never got sick | |
I would never get to hold you |