歌曲 | The Bed I Made |
歌手 | Bonnie Raitt |
专辑 | Souls Alike |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Batteau, Sharp | |
All the ways | |
I cared for you | |
Are working like you want them to | |
As I break down and you stay strong | |
I write my own forgiveness song | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But it's not your concern | |
Another night and it's only right | |
I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeThe wine dark room, the flashing eyes | |
That hung me from my string of lies | |
You said you were numb from wondering | |
I guess I wasn't listening | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But you're not concerned | |
Another night and it's only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeWith my own hands | |
I fashioned this frame | |
And into the wood | |
I carved out my name | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But you're not concerned | |
Another night and it's only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeAnd it's only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeThe bed | |
I made |
zuo ci : Batteau, Sharp | |
All the ways | |
I cared for you | |
Are working like you want them to | |
As I break down and you stay strong | |
I write my own forgiveness song | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But it' s not your concern | |
Another night and it' s only right | |
I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeThe wine dark room, the flashing eyes | |
That hung me from my string of lies | |
You said you were numb from wondering | |
I guess I wasn' t listening | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But you' re not concerned | |
Another night and it' s only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeWith my own hands | |
I fashioned this frame | |
And into the wood | |
I carved out my name | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But you' re not concerned | |
Another night and it' s only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeAnd it' s only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeThe bed | |
I made |
zuò cí : Batteau, Sharp | |
All the ways | |
I cared for you | |
Are working like you want them to | |
As I break down and you stay strong | |
I write my own forgiveness song | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But it' s not your concern | |
Another night and it' s only right | |
I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeThe wine dark room, the flashing eyes | |
That hung me from my string of lies | |
You said you were numb from wondering | |
I guess I wasn' t listening | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But you' re not concerned | |
Another night and it' s only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeWith my own hands | |
I fashioned this frame | |
And into the wood | |
I carved out my name | |
I try to lie down and sleep it off like a drug | |
But you' re not concerned | |
Another night and it' s only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeAnd it' s only right | |
That I toss and | |
I turn in the bed | |
I madeThe bed | |
I made |