| Song | Can't Help Wondering Why |
| Artist | Blue Rodeo |
| Album | Are You Ready |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cuddy, Keelor | |
| I could have done better things | |
| If someone shut my mouth | |
| Or somebody clipped my wings | |
| So many wasted evenings | |
| Talking the same sweet talk | |
| Always the last ones leaving | |
| Waking up when fortunes knock | |
| I’ve no regrets no I couldn’t think of one | |
| We both kept the road | |
| The road that we stumbled on | |
| You and me walking home | |
| Fighting the morning light | |
| Just making our way through days | |
| But making out like thieves at night | |
| I can’t help wondering | |
| Can’t help wondering why | |
| I can’t help wondering | |
| Can’t help wondering why | |
| Sometimes you wake up screaming | |
| All my life I must be dreaming | |
| I’ve been wrong | |
| And I’m not strong | |
| But I’ll be the one that keeps rolling on | |
| Born to this generation | |
| Never made to wait | |
| Looking like fools sometimes | |
| A couple of blind men at the gate | |
| I can’t help wondering | |
| Can’t help wondering why | |
| I can’t help wondering | |
| Can’t help wondering why |
| zuo ci : Cuddy, Keelor | |
| I could have done better things | |
| If someone shut my mouth | |
| Or somebody clipped my wings | |
| So many wasted evenings | |
| Talking the same sweet talk | |
| Always the last ones leaving | |
| Waking up when fortunes knock | |
| I' ve no regrets no I couldn' t think of one | |
| We both kept the road | |
| The road that we stumbled on | |
| You and me walking home | |
| Fighting the morning light | |
| Just making our way through days | |
| But making out like thieves at night | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why | |
| Sometimes you wake up screaming | |
| All my life I must be dreaming | |
| I' ve been wrong | |
| And I' m not strong | |
| But I' ll be the one that keeps rolling on | |
| Born to this generation | |
| Never made to wait | |
| Looking like fools sometimes | |
| A couple of blind men at the gate | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why |
| zuò cí : Cuddy, Keelor | |
| I could have done better things | |
| If someone shut my mouth | |
| Or somebody clipped my wings | |
| So many wasted evenings | |
| Talking the same sweet talk | |
| Always the last ones leaving | |
| Waking up when fortunes knock | |
| I' ve no regrets no I couldn' t think of one | |
| We both kept the road | |
| The road that we stumbled on | |
| You and me walking home | |
| Fighting the morning light | |
| Just making our way through days | |
| But making out like thieves at night | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why | |
| Sometimes you wake up screaming | |
| All my life I must be dreaming | |
| I' ve been wrong | |
| And I' m not strong | |
| But I' ll be the one that keeps rolling on | |
| Born to this generation | |
| Never made to wait | |
| Looking like fools sometimes | |
| A couple of blind men at the gate | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why | |
| I can' t help wondering | |
| Can' t help wondering why |