歌曲 | I've Been Slipping |
歌手 | Over the Rhine |
专辑 | Patience |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Karin Bergquist/Linford Detweiler | |
I've been slipping down in the grass | |
Counting the steps to your back door | |
I've been praying you'd see me pass | |
Knowing somehow you've seen me before | |
I've been sighing more than I should | |
Spilling my glass there's ice on the floor | |
But I've been busy gathering wood | |
Hoping our fire will burn all the more | |
I've been stealing hundreds of bells | |
Ringing my way along your shore | |
And I've been smiling all to myself | |
Savouring signs of what's in store | |
I've been climbing branches and vines | |
Gathering leaves for long festoons | |
And I've been rhyming myriad lines | |
Full of your face and the gleam of the moon |
zuo qu : Karin Bergquist Linford Detweiler | |
I' ve been slipping down in the grass | |
Counting the steps to your back door | |
I' ve been praying you' d see me pass | |
Knowing somehow you' ve seen me before | |
I' ve been sighing more than I should | |
Spilling my glass there' s ice on the floor | |
But I' ve been busy gathering wood | |
Hoping our fire will burn all the more | |
I' ve been stealing hundreds of bells | |
Ringing my way along your shore | |
And I' ve been smiling all to myself | |
Savouring signs of what' s in store | |
I' ve been climbing branches and vines | |
Gathering leaves for long festoons | |
And I' ve been rhyming myriad lines | |
Full of your face and the gleam of the moon |
zuò qǔ : Karin Bergquist Linford Detweiler | |
I' ve been slipping down in the grass | |
Counting the steps to your back door | |
I' ve been praying you' d see me pass | |
Knowing somehow you' ve seen me before | |
I' ve been sighing more than I should | |
Spilling my glass there' s ice on the floor | |
But I' ve been busy gathering wood | |
Hoping our fire will burn all the more | |
I' ve been stealing hundreds of bells | |
Ringing my way along your shore | |
And I' ve been smiling all to myself | |
Savouring signs of what' s in store | |
I' ve been climbing branches and vines | |
Gathering leaves for long festoons | |
And I' ve been rhyming myriad lines | |
Full of your face and the gleam of the moon |