歌曲 | Meadowlake Street |
歌手 | Ryan Adams & The Cardinals |
专辑 | Cold Roses |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ryan Adams/J.P. Bowersock/Cindy Cashdollar/Brad Pemberton/Catherine Popper | |
作曲 : Ryan Adams/J.P. Bowersock/Cindy Cashdollar/Brad Pemberton/Catherine Popper | |
There's something about you | |
That reminds me of all those times | |
When I wasn't sorry, when I wasn't blue | |
The cherry moon it shone down on us | |
Under the stars shining down every one for you | |
If I could count them all | |
I would circle the moon | |
And count 'em back to nothing | |
Til I got to you | |
Something in you dies, when it's over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you's a dream | |
That's not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
I used to be the house that you lived in | |
Down on Meadowlake Street | |
When you moved they cut down the maple tree | |
I carved your name into | |
The tree became a boat, I christened it your name | |
And when the water turned to salt | |
From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean | |
Where I go when I hear your name | |
And I sink like a stone | |
Something in you dies, when it's over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you's a dream | |
That's not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
Why do I dream of you | |
I feel like a dream that's not worth having | |
Like a nervous joke ain't nobody laughing | |
Like somebody with nothing 'cause they don't know | |
What they're wanting | |
Tiny like the sand in the cracks of the driftwood | |
Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you | |
Boats out on the horizon | |
Made out of the maple tree where we used to lie down | |
On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I | |
You and I x3 | |
Something in you dies when it's over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you's a dream that's not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
Why do I dream of you x3 | |
Why |
zuo ci : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
zuo qu : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
There' s something about you | |
That reminds me of all those times | |
When I wasn' t sorry, when I wasn' t blue | |
The cherry moon it shone down on us | |
Under the stars shining down every one for you | |
If I could count them all | |
I would circle the moon | |
And count ' em back to nothing | |
Til I got to you | |
Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you' s a dream | |
That' s not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
I used to be the house that you lived in | |
Down on Meadowlake Street | |
When you moved they cut down the maple tree | |
I carved your name into | |
The tree became a boat, I christened it your name | |
And when the water turned to salt | |
From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean | |
Where I go when I hear your name | |
And I sink like a stone | |
Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you' s a dream | |
That' s not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
Why do I dream of you | |
I feel like a dream that' s not worth having | |
Like a nervous joke ain' t nobody laughing | |
Like somebody with nothing ' cause they don' t know | |
What they' re wanting | |
Tiny like the sand in the cracks of the driftwood | |
Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you | |
Boats out on the horizon | |
Made out of the maple tree where we used to lie down | |
On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I | |
You and I x3 | |
Something in you dies when it' s over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you' s a dream that' s not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
Why do I dream of you x3 | |
Why |
zuò cí : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
zuò qǔ : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
There' s something about you | |
That reminds me of all those times | |
When I wasn' t sorry, when I wasn' t blue | |
The cherry moon it shone down on us | |
Under the stars shining down every one for you | |
If I could count them all | |
I would circle the moon | |
And count ' em back to nothing | |
Til I got to you | |
Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you' s a dream | |
That' s not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
I used to be the house that you lived in | |
Down on Meadowlake Street | |
When you moved they cut down the maple tree | |
I carved your name into | |
The tree became a boat, I christened it your name | |
And when the water turned to salt | |
From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean | |
Where I go when I hear your name | |
And I sink like a stone | |
Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you' s a dream | |
That' s not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
Why do I dream of you | |
I feel like a dream that' s not worth having | |
Like a nervous joke ain' t nobody laughing | |
Like somebody with nothing ' cause they don' t know | |
What they' re wanting | |
Tiny like the sand in the cracks of the driftwood | |
Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you | |
Boats out on the horizon | |
Made out of the maple tree where we used to lie down | |
On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I | |
You and I x3 | |
Something in you dies when it' s over | |
Everybody cries sometimes | |
If loving you' s a dream that' s not worth having | |
Then why do I dream of you | |
Why do I dream of you x3 | |
Why |