Song | Back Before the War |
Artist | Reba McEntire |
Album | So Good Together |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hill, Stegall, Wiley | |
Stacks of paper, my name in bold print | |
Yours right besides it on this document | |
Too many lawyers, too many angry words | |
So much we didn't say so much we never heard | |
Do you remember when | |
I was all that you were living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Back before the broken vows | |
The shattered trust, this empty house | |
When nothing really mattered but us | |
Back before we climbed too high | |
My dreams were yours, your dreams were mine | |
Back before we fell so out of touch | |
Back before the war | |
Children's laughter trailing down the hall | |
Tiny footsteps, | |
God how I miss it all | |
It's not as simple as who's right and who's to blame | |
How could we fly so high to be shot down in flames | |
Do you remember when you were all that | |
I was living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Oh back before the broken vows | |
The shattered trust, this empty house | |
When nothing really mattered but us | |
Back before we climbed too high | |
My dreams were yours, your dreams were mine | |
Back before we fell so out of touch | |
Back before the war | |
Stacks of paper, | |
I guess this is where we sign | |
Strange how your signature so closely matches mine | |
I never dreamed our love would ever come to this | |
Avoiding each other's eyes still craving your tenderness | |
Do you remember when love was all that we were living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Back before the war |
zuo ci : Hill, Stegall, Wiley | |
Stacks of paper, my name in bold print | |
Yours right besides it on this document | |
Too many lawyers, too many angry words | |
So much we didn' t say so much we never heard | |
Do you remember when | |
I was all that you were living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Back before the broken vows | |
The shattered trust, this empty house | |
When nothing really mattered but us | |
Back before we climbed too high | |
My dreams were yours, your dreams were mine | |
Back before we fell so out of touch | |
Back before the war | |
Children' s laughter trailing down the hall | |
Tiny footsteps, | |
God how I miss it all | |
It' s not as simple as who' s right and who' s to blame | |
How could we fly so high to be shot down in flames | |
Do you remember when you were all that | |
I was living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Oh back before the broken vows | |
The shattered trust, this empty house | |
When nothing really mattered but us | |
Back before we climbed too high | |
My dreams were yours, your dreams were mine | |
Back before we fell so out of touch | |
Back before the war | |
Stacks of paper, | |
I guess this is where we sign | |
Strange how your signature so closely matches mine | |
I never dreamed our love would ever come to this | |
Avoiding each other' s eyes still craving your tenderness | |
Do you remember when love was all that we were living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Back before the war |
zuò cí : Hill, Stegall, Wiley | |
Stacks of paper, my name in bold print | |
Yours right besides it on this document | |
Too many lawyers, too many angry words | |
So much we didn' t say so much we never heard | |
Do you remember when | |
I was all that you were living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Back before the broken vows | |
The shattered trust, this empty house | |
When nothing really mattered but us | |
Back before we climbed too high | |
My dreams were yours, your dreams were mine | |
Back before we fell so out of touch | |
Back before the war | |
Children' s laughter trailing down the hall | |
Tiny footsteps, | |
God how I miss it all | |
It' s not as simple as who' s right and who' s to blame | |
How could we fly so high to be shot down in flames | |
Do you remember when you were all that | |
I was living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Oh back before the broken vows | |
The shattered trust, this empty house | |
When nothing really mattered but us | |
Back before we climbed too high | |
My dreams were yours, your dreams were mine | |
Back before we fell so out of touch | |
Back before the war | |
Stacks of paper, | |
I guess this is where we sign | |
Strange how your signature so closely matches mine | |
I never dreamed our love would ever come to this | |
Avoiding each other' s eyes still craving your tenderness | |
Do you remember when love was all that we were living for | |
Back before the war? | |
Back before the war |