| Song | Four Winds |
| Artist | Opia |
| Album | Beverly Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : DJ Stanfill/Cole Citrenbaum/Jacob Reske | |
| 作曲 : DJ Stanfill/Cole Citrenbaum/Jacob Reske | |
| [VERSE 1] | |
| Carried your mistake | |
| Like a case of red wine | |
| Get drunk on the pity | |
| Till you offer your hand | |
| A certain revelation | |
| And the road's a ruin | |
| And you knew it all along | |
| It's the man I really am | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there's only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow (oooh-oh) | |
| When the four winds blow (oooh-oh) | |
| [VERSE 2] | |
| Walking in a daze on a saint's old bones | |
| We don't know where we're going | |
| But it's pretty enough | |
| So far away from home | |
| But my doors are open | |
| I can show you where to go | |
| If you let me know where you are | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there's only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow (oooh-oh) | |
| When the four winds blow (oooh-oh) | |
| [VERSE 3] | |
| Tried to write a letter | |
| But I couldn't find the words | |
| So I tossed and I turned | |
| Trying to figure it out | |
| Didn't see it then | |
| With the postcard views | |
| But you cried with the wind | |
| 'cause you knew it'll blow me down | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there's only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow (oooh-oh) | |
| When the four winds blow (oooh-oh) |
| zuo ci : DJ Stanfill Cole Citrenbaum Jacob Reske | |
| zuo qu : DJ Stanfill Cole Citrenbaum Jacob Reske | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Carried your mistake | |
| Like a case of red wine | |
| Get drunk on the pity | |
| Till you offer your hand | |
| A certain revelation | |
| And the road' s a ruin | |
| And you knew it all along | |
| It' s the man I really am | |
| Chorus | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there' s only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Walking in a daze on a saint' s old bones | |
| We don' t know where we' re going | |
| But it' s pretty enough | |
| So far away from home | |
| But my doors are open | |
| I can show you where to go | |
| If you let me know where you are | |
| Chorus | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there' s only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| Tried to write a letter | |
| But I couldn' t find the words | |
| So I tossed and I turned | |
| Trying to figure it out | |
| Didn' t see it then | |
| With the postcard views | |
| But you cried with the wind | |
| ' cause you knew it' ll blow me down | |
| Chorus | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there' s only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh |
| zuò cí : DJ Stanfill Cole Citrenbaum Jacob Reske | |
| zuò qǔ : DJ Stanfill Cole Citrenbaum Jacob Reske | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Carried your mistake | |
| Like a case of red wine | |
| Get drunk on the pity | |
| Till you offer your hand | |
| A certain revelation | |
| And the road' s a ruin | |
| And you knew it all along | |
| It' s the man I really am | |
| Chorus | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there' s only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Walking in a daze on a saint' s old bones | |
| We don' t know where we' re going | |
| But it' s pretty enough | |
| So far away from home | |
| But my doors are open | |
| I can show you where to go | |
| If you let me know where you are | |
| Chorus | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there' s only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| Tried to write a letter | |
| But I couldn' t find the words | |
| So I tossed and I turned | |
| Trying to figure it out | |
| Didn' t see it then | |
| With the postcard views | |
| But you cried with the wind | |
| ' cause you knew it' ll blow me down | |
| Chorus | |
| I did what you asked of me, baby | |
| And I try try tried to pretend that I was better | |
| But there' s only so much I can do | |
| When you cry cry cry in the night | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh | |
| When the four winds blow ooohoh |