Song | Weaving Way |
Artist | Michelle Shocked |
Album | Arkansas Traveler |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Shocked | |
You had a little drink | |
Your friends have all gone | |
Leaving you to find your weaving way home | |
What more can I do? | |
There's a chance that I may | |
Have to stand back and watch you find | |
Your own weaving way | |
It's not the way you talk | |
That's making me grieve | |
It's not the way you walk | |
It's the way that you weave | |
It's eating you inside | |
And tossed out like a bone | |
Leaving you to find your weaving way home | |
The sun on the horizon | |
Was turning dawn to day | |
By the time you finally found your own weaving way | |
Oh, I love the way you laugh | |
When I ask you to leave | |
I swear that I don't love you for the way that you weave | |
Forgive me, my friend | |
Did I forget to mention? | |
The path that you have chosen | |
Is paved with your intentions | |
Touch a finger to your nose | |
I wish you well | |
Walk a straight line on the road to hell |
zuo ci : Shocked | |
You had a little drink | |
Your friends have all gone | |
Leaving you to find your weaving way home | |
What more can I do? | |
There' s a chance that I may | |
Have to stand back and watch you find | |
Your own weaving way | |
It' s not the way you talk | |
That' s making me grieve | |
It' s not the way you walk | |
It' s the way that you weave | |
It' s eating you inside | |
And tossed out like a bone | |
Leaving you to find your weaving way home | |
The sun on the horizon | |
Was turning dawn to day | |
By the time you finally found your own weaving way | |
Oh, I love the way you laugh | |
When I ask you to leave | |
I swear that I don' t love you for the way that you weave | |
Forgive me, my friend | |
Did I forget to mention? | |
The path that you have chosen | |
Is paved with your intentions | |
Touch a finger to your nose | |
I wish you well | |
Walk a straight line on the road to hell |
zuò cí : Shocked | |
You had a little drink | |
Your friends have all gone | |
Leaving you to find your weaving way home | |
What more can I do? | |
There' s a chance that I may | |
Have to stand back and watch you find | |
Your own weaving way | |
It' s not the way you talk | |
That' s making me grieve | |
It' s not the way you walk | |
It' s the way that you weave | |
It' s eating you inside | |
And tossed out like a bone | |
Leaving you to find your weaving way home | |
The sun on the horizon | |
Was turning dawn to day | |
By the time you finally found your own weaving way | |
Oh, I love the way you laugh | |
When I ask you to leave | |
I swear that I don' t love you for the way that you weave | |
Forgive me, my friend | |
Did I forget to mention? | |
The path that you have chosen | |
Is paved with your intentions | |
Touch a finger to your nose | |
I wish you well | |
Walk a straight line on the road to hell |