Song | I Write A Little |
Artist | Alabama |
Album | When It All Goes South |
作词 : Cook, Owen, Rogers | |
Album: When It All Goes South | |
(Spoken) | |
Military mail call.... | |
Wilsom.... Gail... Farrow... Miller... McCan... | |
Decarlo... Michaels... Harold... Nelson... | |
I lay out some paper, I take out my pen | |
Turn on my table-lamp and here I go again | |
It's time to write a letter, I'm in the mood tonight | |
Gotta find a way to tell you how I feel inside | |
So I write a little and I cry a little | |
It's so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little | |
But somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere | |
So I write a little and cry a little tear | |
And I die a little wishing you were here | |
God I miss you, can't be with you | |
I would kiss you oh, so good | |
'Cause you're my only cure for lonely | |
I'd call if I could | |
So I write a little and I cry a little | |
It's so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little | |
Somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere | |
So I write a little and cry a little tear | |
And I die a little wishing you were here | |
Oh, I die a little wishing you were here | |
Wishing you were here | |
I'm writing and wishing you were here | |
I write a little and cry a little tear | |
I'm writing and wishing you were here... |
zuò cí : Cook, Owen, Rogers | |
Album: When It All Goes South | |
Spoken | |
Military mail call.... | |
Wilsom.... Gail... Farrow... Miller... McCan... | |
Decarlo... Michaels... Harold... Nelson... | |
I lay out some paper, I take out my pen | |
Turn on my tablelamp and here I go again | |
It' s time to write a letter, I' m in the mood tonight | |
Gotta find a way to tell you how I feel inside | |
So I write a little and I cry a little | |
It' s so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little | |
But somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere | |
So I write a little and cry a little tear | |
And I die a little wishing you were here | |
God I miss you, can' t be with you | |
I would kiss you oh, so good | |
' Cause you' re my only cure for lonely | |
I' d call if I could | |
So I write a little and I cry a little | |
It' s so hard to find a way to say goodbye a little | |
Somewhere in the middle, my emotions interfere | |
So I write a little and cry a little tear | |
And I die a little wishing you were here | |
Oh, I die a little wishing you were here | |
Wishing you were here | |
I' m writing and wishing you were here | |
I write a little and cry a little tear | |
I' m writing and wishing you were here... |