Song | Chrome Plated Heart |
Artist | Melissa Etheridge |
Album | Melissa Etheridge |
作曲 : Melissa Etheridge | |
作词 : Etheridge | |
I got a chrome plated heart | |
Wings on these fingers, trying to tear it apart | |
I got angels crying from up above | |
And they got rust in their eyes, they got rust on their love | |
But I have learned to leave no stone unturned | |
And keep the wall against my back | |
And the love is real as the day is long | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
I got a two dollar stare | |
Midas in my touch and | |
Delilah in my hair | |
I got bad intentions on the soles of my shoes | |
With this red hot fever and these chromium blues | |
And I will feel another lover's wheel | |
And drive for miles and not look back | |
And the love is real as the day is long | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
And I'll dance in time and the times are rough | |
And I'll pay the price and | |
I'll pray that it's enough | |
And just outside the door where it always rains | |
I'll take the time to polish these scratches and these stains | |
On my chrome plated heart | |
Wings on these fingers, trying to tear it apart | |
I got angels crying from up above | |
And they got rust in their eyes, they got rust on their love | |
And the only way | |
I know where the train will go | |
When I'm sleeping on the tracks and the love is real as the day is long | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
Chrome plated heart |
zuò qǔ : Melissa Etheridge | |
zuò cí : Etheridge | |
I got a chrome plated heart | |
Wings on these fingers, trying to tear it apart | |
I got angels crying from up above | |
And they got rust in their eyes, they got rust on their love | |
But I have learned to leave no stone unturned | |
And keep the wall against my back | |
And the love is real as the day is long | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
I got a two dollar stare | |
Midas in my touch and | |
Delilah in my hair | |
I got bad intentions on the soles of my shoes | |
With this red hot fever and these chromium blues | |
And I will feel another lover' s wheel | |
And drive for miles and not look back | |
And the love is real as the day is long | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
And I' ll dance in time and the times are rough | |
And I' ll pay the price and | |
I' ll pray that it' s enough | |
And just outside the door where it always rains | |
I' ll take the time to polish these scratches and these stains | |
On my chrome plated heart | |
Wings on these fingers, trying to tear it apart | |
I got angels crying from up above | |
And they got rust in their eyes, they got rust on their love | |
And the only way | |
I know where the train will go | |
When I' m sleeping on the tracks and the love is real as the day is long | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
And the night is black, as black as night | |
Chrome plated heart |