Song | 6th Avenue Heartache |
Artist | The Wallflowers |
Album | Collected: 1996-2005 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Jakob Dylan | |
作词 : Dylan | |
Sirens ring, the shots ring out | |
A stranger cries, screams out loud | |
I had my world strapped against my back | |
I held my hands, never knew how to act | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it's drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Below me was a homeless man | |
I'm singin' songs | |
I knew complete | |
On the steps alone, his guitar in hand | |
It's fifty years, stood where he stands | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it's drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Now walkin' home on those streets | |
The river winds move my feet | |
Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams | |
They stood by me, just like moonbeams | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it's drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Look out the window, down upon that street | |
And gone like a midnight was that man | |
But I see his six strings laid against that wall | |
And all his things, they all look so small | |
I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star | |
Just like me-just moved on | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it's drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache |
zuo qu : Jakob Dylan | |
zuo ci : Dylan | |
Sirens ring, the shots ring out | |
A stranger cries, screams out loud | |
I had my world strapped against my back | |
I held my hands, never knew how to act | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Below me was a homeless man | |
I' m singin' songs | |
I knew complete | |
On the steps alone, his guitar in hand | |
It' s fifty years, stood where he stands | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Now walkin' home on those streets | |
The river winds move my feet | |
Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams | |
They stood by me, just like moonbeams | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Look out the window, down upon that street | |
And gone like a midnight was that man | |
But I see his six strings laid against that wall | |
And all his things, they all look so small | |
I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star | |
Just like mejust moved on | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache |
zuò qǔ : Jakob Dylan | |
zuò cí : Dylan | |
Sirens ring, the shots ring out | |
A stranger cries, screams out loud | |
I had my world strapped against my back | |
I held my hands, never knew how to act | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Below me was a homeless man | |
I' m singin' songs | |
I knew complete | |
On the steps alone, his guitar in hand | |
It' s fifty years, stood where he stands | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Now walkin' home on those streets | |
The river winds move my feet | |
Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams | |
They stood by me, just like moonbeams | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache | |
Look out the window, down upon that street | |
And gone like a midnight was that man | |
But I see his six strings laid against that wall | |
And all his things, they all look so small | |
I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star | |
Just like mejust moved on | |
And the same black line that was drawn on you | |
Was drawn on me | |
And now it' s drawn me in6 | |
Th Avenue heartache |