Song | Arm to Arm |
Artist | Catch 22 |
Album | Alone In a Crowd |
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作曲 : Davidson, Eldred | |
Another ****ing day | |
It's still a nine to five, | |
I swearI don't want to reach the top | |
I don't want to be a millionaire | |
I know that it may sound crazy | |
But it's driving me insane | |
Staring out the window | |
Of another ****ing train | |
We're walking, arm to arm | |
I won't follow, arm to arm | |
I won't lead, arm to arm | |
Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm | |
You're walking arm to arm with me, with me | |
I'm feeling kind of homesick | |
When I smell the old pine tree | |
I felt you in the breeze | |
I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me | |
Once or twice, three times a charm | |
We were walking arm to arm | |
I wanted that for so damn long, but now it's gone | |
I've never been so wrong | |
Drop me a line | |
Tell me everything that | |
I've been missing | |
Won't you drop me a line | |
Tell me where you're gonna be when | |
I get home2000 years more | |
Won't end this war, my brother | |
Half empty, half full | |
You're pushing, | |
I'm pulling | |
Back in '96, sometimes | |
I sit and reminisce | |
Took the train to | |
HobokenI didn't know it then | |
But that is when | |
I found my place | |
Outside this so-called structured life | |
Married to my only love | |
And music is my wife | |
We're walking, arm to arm | |
I won't follow, arm to arm | |
I won't lead, arm to arm | |
Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm | |
You're walking arm to arm with me, with me |
zuo qu : Davidson, Eldred | |
Another ing day | |
It' s still a nine to five, | |
I swearI don' t want to reach the top | |
I don' t want to be a millionaire | |
I know that it may sound crazy | |
But it' s driving me insane | |
Staring out the window | |
Of another ing train | |
We' re walking, arm to arm | |
I won' t follow, arm to arm | |
I won' t lead, arm to arm | |
Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm | |
You' re walking arm to arm with me, with me | |
I' m feeling kind of homesick | |
When I smell the old pine tree | |
I felt you in the breeze | |
I close my eyes, it' s not so easy for me | |
Once or twice, three times a charm | |
We were walking arm to arm | |
I wanted that for so damn long, but now it' s gone | |
I' ve never been so wrong | |
Drop me a line | |
Tell me everything that | |
I' ve been missing | |
Won' t you drop me a line | |
Tell me where you' re gonna be when | |
I get home2000 years more | |
Won' t end this war, my brother | |
Half empty, half full | |
You' re pushing, | |
I' m pulling | |
Back in ' 96, sometimes | |
I sit and reminisce | |
Took the train to | |
HobokenI didn' t know it then | |
But that is when | |
I found my place | |
Outside this socalled structured life | |
Married to my only love | |
And music is my wife | |
We' re walking, arm to arm | |
I won' t follow, arm to arm | |
I won' t lead, arm to arm | |
Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm | |
You' re walking arm to arm with me, with me |
zuò qǔ : Davidson, Eldred | |
Another ing day | |
It' s still a nine to five, | |
I swearI don' t want to reach the top | |
I don' t want to be a millionaire | |
I know that it may sound crazy | |
But it' s driving me insane | |
Staring out the window | |
Of another ing train | |
We' re walking, arm to arm | |
I won' t follow, arm to arm | |
I won' t lead, arm to arm | |
Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm | |
You' re walking arm to arm with me, with me | |
I' m feeling kind of homesick | |
When I smell the old pine tree | |
I felt you in the breeze | |
I close my eyes, it' s not so easy for me | |
Once or twice, three times a charm | |
We were walking arm to arm | |
I wanted that for so damn long, but now it' s gone | |
I' ve never been so wrong | |
Drop me a line | |
Tell me everything that | |
I' ve been missing | |
Won' t you drop me a line | |
Tell me where you' re gonna be when | |
I get home2000 years more | |
Won' t end this war, my brother | |
Half empty, half full | |
You' re pushing, | |
I' m pulling | |
Back in ' 96, sometimes | |
I sit and reminisce | |
Took the train to | |
HobokenI didn' t know it then | |
But that is when | |
I found my place | |
Outside this socalled structured life | |
Married to my only love | |
And music is my wife | |
We' re walking, arm to arm | |
I won' t follow, arm to arm | |
I won' t lead, arm to arm | |
Beside me until tomorrow, arm to arm | |
You' re walking arm to arm with me, with me |