Song | Forty Mile Town |
Artist | Eric Johnson |
Album | Ah Via Musicom |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Johnson | |
I got a way I can find you, | |
Down the melody ranch, I know you're there most everyday, | |
That's where you like to spend some time alone. | |
I need to talk to you, | |
Tell you what I feel, like warm hellos in the morning mist, | |
And you're the magic that turns my heart around. | |
Seems to me, we're really living way too fast, | |
Oh when we should let the story of love last. | |
Sometimes I just want to go and drift away... | |
And move on to some fourty mile town. | |
I got a way I can see you, | |
Close my eyes to watch the ancient water flow, | |
Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well. | |
That's the way kings keep dreamin', | |
Hold their head up high and live below fourty mile skys, | |
The way that it can be in ocean towns | |
Things of this world, guess we never really own; | |
Oh that mountain falls, and then we're goin' home. | |
We should try to make the best and get away... | |
And work on towards a fourty mile town. | |
Seems to me we really need to feel love more, | |
Oh, and ordinary simle opens the door. | |
Sometimes all I want to do is dream away... | |
And wake up in some fourty mile town. |
zuo ci : Johnson | |
I got a way I can find you, | |
Down the melody ranch, I know you' re there most everyday, | |
That' s where you like to spend some time alone. | |
I need to talk to you, | |
Tell you what I feel, like warm hellos in the morning mist, | |
And you' re the magic that turns my heart around. | |
Seems to me, we' re really living way too fast, | |
Oh when we should let the story of love last. | |
Sometimes I just want to go and drift away... | |
And move on to some fourty mile town. | |
I got a way I can see you, | |
Close my eyes to watch the ancient water flow, | |
Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well. | |
That' s the way kings keep dreamin', | |
Hold their head up high and live below fourty mile skys, | |
The way that it can be in ocean towns | |
Things of this world, guess we never really own | |
Oh that mountain falls, and then we' re goin' home. | |
We should try to make the best and get away... | |
And work on towards a fourty mile town. | |
Seems to me we really need to feel love more, | |
Oh, and ordinary simle opens the door. | |
Sometimes all I want to do is dream away... | |
And wake up in some fourty mile town. |
zuò cí : Johnson | |
I got a way I can find you, | |
Down the melody ranch, I know you' re there most everyday, | |
That' s where you like to spend some time alone. | |
I need to talk to you, | |
Tell you what I feel, like warm hellos in the morning mist, | |
And you' re the magic that turns my heart around. | |
Seems to me, we' re really living way too fast, | |
Oh when we should let the story of love last. | |
Sometimes I just want to go and drift away... | |
And move on to some fourty mile town. | |
I got a way I can see you, | |
Close my eyes to watch the ancient water flow, | |
Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well. | |
That' s the way kings keep dreamin', | |
Hold their head up high and live below fourty mile skys, | |
The way that it can be in ocean towns | |
Things of this world, guess we never really own | |
Oh that mountain falls, and then we' re goin' home. | |
We should try to make the best and get away... | |
And work on towards a fourty mile town. | |
Seems to me we really need to feel love more, | |
Oh, and ordinary simle opens the door. | |
Sometimes all I want to do is dream away... | |
And wake up in some fourty mile town. |