Song | Your Life Story |
Artist | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
Album | The Calling |
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作词 : Carpenter | |
Maybe love is all anybody ever should believe in | |
Maybe life is just something that employs us till we die | |
Maybe all we know is that the sun will come up every morning | |
Maybe time can choose whether to be earth bound or to fly | |
Everybody thinks they've got it down | |
I won't worry, the truth's always been found | |
In your life story | |
Maybe you're the one waiting for the ship to find your harbor | |
Maybe you're the one looking past the forest to the trees | |
Maybe you still think, the older that you get life just gets harder | |
Maybe you would trade everything for just one moments peace | |
Everybody's trained to hear the sound | |
Of their hearts calling now, you can write yours down | |
It's your life story | |
Gather up your telegrams, your faded pictures, best laid plans | |
Work some postcards, 40 files, every sunset in the sky | |
Carry with you maps and string flashlights, friends will make you sing at | |
And stars to help you find your place, music, hope and amazing grace | |
Maybe what we live is nothing but a tangled little mystery | |
Maybe what we take is nothing that has ever had a name | |
Maybe love will fade, like the parchment pages of our history | |
Maybe life is made that flickers from some brilliant burnish flame | |
Everybody's waiting for a sign | |
I won't worry, | |
I think we'll be just fine | |
In your life story, it's your life story | |
In my life story, this is our life story | |
In your life story |
zuo ci : Carpenter | |
Maybe love is all anybody ever should believe in | |
Maybe life is just something that employs us till we die | |
Maybe all we know is that the sun will come up every morning | |
Maybe time can choose whether to be earth bound or to fly | |
Everybody thinks they' ve got it down | |
I won' t worry, the truth' s always been found | |
In your life story | |
Maybe you' re the one waiting for the ship to find your harbor | |
Maybe you' re the one looking past the forest to the trees | |
Maybe you still think, the older that you get life just gets harder | |
Maybe you would trade everything for just one moments peace | |
Everybody' s trained to hear the sound | |
Of their hearts calling now, you can write yours down | |
It' s your life story | |
Gather up your telegrams, your faded pictures, best laid plans | |
Work some postcards, 40 files, every sunset in the sky | |
Carry with you maps and string flashlights, friends will make you sing at | |
And stars to help you find your place, music, hope and amazing grace | |
Maybe what we live is nothing but a tangled little mystery | |
Maybe what we take is nothing that has ever had a name | |
Maybe love will fade, like the parchment pages of our history | |
Maybe life is made that flickers from some brilliant burnish flame | |
Everybody' s waiting for a sign | |
I won' t worry, | |
I think we' ll be just fine | |
In your life story, it' s your life story | |
In my life story, this is our life story | |
In your life story |
zuò cí : Carpenter | |
Maybe love is all anybody ever should believe in | |
Maybe life is just something that employs us till we die | |
Maybe all we know is that the sun will come up every morning | |
Maybe time can choose whether to be earth bound or to fly | |
Everybody thinks they' ve got it down | |
I won' t worry, the truth' s always been found | |
In your life story | |
Maybe you' re the one waiting for the ship to find your harbor | |
Maybe you' re the one looking past the forest to the trees | |
Maybe you still think, the older that you get life just gets harder | |
Maybe you would trade everything for just one moments peace | |
Everybody' s trained to hear the sound | |
Of their hearts calling now, you can write yours down | |
It' s your life story | |
Gather up your telegrams, your faded pictures, best laid plans | |
Work some postcards, 40 files, every sunset in the sky | |
Carry with you maps and string flashlights, friends will make you sing at | |
And stars to help you find your place, music, hope and amazing grace | |
Maybe what we live is nothing but a tangled little mystery | |
Maybe what we take is nothing that has ever had a name | |
Maybe love will fade, like the parchment pages of our history | |
Maybe life is made that flickers from some brilliant burnish flame | |
Everybody' s waiting for a sign | |
I won' t worry, | |
I think we' ll be just fine | |
In your life story, it' s your life story | |
In my life story, this is our life story | |
In your life story |