Song | She Tried To Hold Me |
Artist | The Waterboys |
Album | Book Of Lightning |
作词 : Scott | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn't know | |
Love is letting go | |
She said ‘I'm looking for perfection' | |
As she strode in my direction | |
She cast her mantle round me, | |
Said ‘I'm completed since you found me' | |
She executed her enchantment | |
Secreted me in her encampment | |
With diversions and pretences | |
She dismantled my defences | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn't know | |
Love is letting go | |
She told me I was unrealistic | |
And then she went ballistic | |
In her powder blue pajamas, | |
Me some flotsam in her drama | |
She said “love's what I believe in” | |
But inside she was seething | |
With a cyclone raging under | |
Like she was skin surrounding thunder | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn't know | |
Love is letting go | |
I made it to the stairwell | |
In the street I muttered farewell | |
With a driving wind agin me | |
And shame exploding in me | |
It took me six years to begin again | |
To feel secure in my own skin again | |
For she lingered like uranium | |
Like a demon in my cranium | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn't know | |
Love is letting go | |
All this was long ago now | |
And if I knew then what I know now | |
I'd have deployed a little patience | |
I'd have laughed at all her stipulations | |
But I was young and I fumbled | |
A boy-fool whose castle crumbled | |
I couldn't save her | |
Though I forgave her | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn't know | |
Love is letting go |
zuò cí : Scott | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn' t know | |
Love is letting go | |
She said ' I' m looking for perfection' | |
As she strode in my direction | |
She cast her mantle round me, | |
Said ' I' m completed since you found me' | |
She executed her enchantment | |
Secreted me in her encampment | |
With diversions and pretences | |
She dismantled my defences | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn' t know | |
Love is letting go | |
She told me I was unrealistic | |
And then she went ballistic | |
In her powder blue pajamas, | |
Me some flotsam in her drama | |
She said " love' s what I believe in" | |
But inside she was seething | |
With a cyclone raging under | |
Like she was skin surrounding thunder | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn' t know | |
Love is letting go | |
I made it to the stairwell | |
In the street I muttered farewell | |
With a driving wind agin me | |
And shame exploding in me | |
It took me six years to begin again | |
To feel secure in my own skin again | |
For she lingered like uranium | |
Like a demon in my cranium | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn' t know | |
Love is letting go | |
All this was long ago now | |
And if I knew then what I know now | |
I' d have deployed a little patience | |
I' d have laughed at all her stipulations | |
But I was young and I fumbled | |
A boyfool whose castle crumbled | |
I couldn' t save her | |
Though I forgave her | |
She tried to hold me | |
She tried to hold me | |
She didn' t know | |
Love is letting go |