Song | Whistles In My Ears |
Artist | John Hiatt |
Album | Hangin' Around The Observatory |
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作词 : Hiatt | |
Stumblin' down the road i gets to thinkin' as i leave her, | |
I've left so many times before. | |
That old north wind's a-blowin' circles round my feet. | |
What is this sorrow ever for? | |
She was an angel who flies high in the heavens. | |
I was a pigeon on the church. | |
She breathed pure golden as she hid from the procession. | |
I tumbled from my lowly perch. | |
Chorus: | |
I guess whistles in my ears. | |
'cause i can't hear you when you're cryin'. | |
I don't long to be anywhere at all. | |
I don't care to live a lie. | |
There is a secret in the middle of the sea, | |
When you acquire a vicious thirst. | |
Then love will cool your brow and soothe the apparition | |
But is it just another curse? | |
Oh baby jesus, mother mary, god the father. | |
The big triangle needs repairs. | |
I know we learn within the vision of our spirit. | |
Do you prefer us cold and bare? | |
Chorus twice |
zuo ci : Hiatt | |
Stumblin' down the road i gets to thinkin' as i leave her, | |
I' ve left so many times before. | |
That old north wind' s ablowin' circles round my feet. | |
What is this sorrow ever for? | |
She was an angel who flies high in the heavens. | |
I was a pigeon on the church. | |
She breathed pure golden as she hid from the procession. | |
I tumbled from my lowly perch. | |
Chorus: | |
I guess whistles in my ears. | |
' cause i can' t hear you when you' re cryin'. | |
I don' t long to be anywhere at all. | |
I don' t care to live a lie. | |
There is a secret in the middle of the sea, | |
When you acquire a vicious thirst. | |
Then love will cool your brow and soothe the apparition | |
But is it just another curse? | |
Oh baby jesus, mother mary, god the father. | |
The big triangle needs repairs. | |
I know we learn within the vision of our spirit. | |
Do you prefer us cold and bare? | |
Chorus twice |
zuò cí : Hiatt | |
Stumblin' down the road i gets to thinkin' as i leave her, | |
I' ve left so many times before. | |
That old north wind' s ablowin' circles round my feet. | |
What is this sorrow ever for? | |
She was an angel who flies high in the heavens. | |
I was a pigeon on the church. | |
She breathed pure golden as she hid from the procession. | |
I tumbled from my lowly perch. | |
Chorus: | |
I guess whistles in my ears. | |
' cause i can' t hear you when you' re cryin'. | |
I don' t long to be anywhere at all. | |
I don' t care to live a lie. | |
There is a secret in the middle of the sea, | |
When you acquire a vicious thirst. | |
Then love will cool your brow and soothe the apparition | |
But is it just another curse? | |
Oh baby jesus, mother mary, god the father. | |
The big triangle needs repairs. | |
I know we learn within the vision of our spirit. | |
Do you prefer us cold and bare? | |
Chorus twice |