Song | Every Time I Hear That Train |
Artist | Poco |
Album | Running Horse |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cotton | |
We've taken this road a thousand times | |
Rollin' away past the country line | |
To a place therewaiting for the better every time | |
All the promises made and the ones that were kept | |
Bind in this distance that won't let us forget | |
How far we've come from every turn | |
The bridges behind us the lessons we learned | |
No more lonely sundowns | |
No more days of dirty rain | |
No more nights of crying out load | |
Wishing it was some other way | |
Just a matter of a little more time | |
If you listen there's a signal in the night | |
Every time I hear that train | |
Running through my heart like a hurricane | |
And all the questions that still remain | |
Seem to find their answers here | |
Every time I hear that train | |
Red tile stretches from the mountains to the bay | |
Better hang on baby, it'll take your breath away | |
We know we belong here someday we're gonna stay | |
It'll take all I got to leave it all today | |
And the place where you loved me | |
There on the sand | |
On a hot night in August | |
Where it all began | |
Just a matter of a little more time | |
If you listen there's a signal in the night |
zuo ci : Cotton | |
We' ve taken this road a thousand times | |
Rollin' away past the country line | |
To a place therewaiting for the better every time | |
All the promises made and the ones that were kept | |
Bind in this distance that won' t let us forget | |
How far we' ve come from every turn | |
The bridges behind us the lessons we learned | |
No more lonely sundowns | |
No more days of dirty rain | |
No more nights of crying out load | |
Wishing it was some other way | |
Just a matter of a little more time | |
If you listen there' s a signal in the night | |
Every time I hear that train | |
Running through my heart like a hurricane | |
And all the questions that still remain | |
Seem to find their answers here | |
Every time I hear that train | |
Red tile stretches from the mountains to the bay | |
Better hang on baby, it' ll take your breath away | |
We know we belong here someday we' re gonna stay | |
It' ll take all I got to leave it all today | |
And the place where you loved me | |
There on the sand | |
On a hot night in August | |
Where it all began | |
Just a matter of a little more time | |
If you listen there' s a signal in the night |
zuò cí : Cotton | |
We' ve taken this road a thousand times | |
Rollin' away past the country line | |
To a place therewaiting for the better every time | |
All the promises made and the ones that were kept | |
Bind in this distance that won' t let us forget | |
How far we' ve come from every turn | |
The bridges behind us the lessons we learned | |
No more lonely sundowns | |
No more days of dirty rain | |
No more nights of crying out load | |
Wishing it was some other way | |
Just a matter of a little more time | |
If you listen there' s a signal in the night | |
Every time I hear that train | |
Running through my heart like a hurricane | |
And all the questions that still remain | |
Seem to find their answers here | |
Every time I hear that train | |
Red tile stretches from the mountains to the bay | |
Better hang on baby, it' ll take your breath away | |
We know we belong here someday we' re gonna stay | |
It' ll take all I got to leave it all today | |
And the place where you loved me | |
There on the sand | |
On a hot night in August | |
Where it all began | |
Just a matter of a little more time | |
If you listen there' s a signal in the night |