Song | I'm Not Needed Here Now |
Artist | Billy Dean |
Album | Real Man |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : David Gates | |
(Billy Dean/David Gates) | |
The movers came today | |
To take out things away | |
Memories that we held so dear | |
One by one they're out of here | |
I hung the "for Sale" sign | |
On what was yours and once was mine | |
One last look around to find | |
Any home we might have left behind | |
But the emptiness rings true | |
There's really nothing left to do | |
Cause I'm not needed here now | |
You made it clear to me somehow | |
If it's not built on love | |
A home is just a house | |
So I'll close and clock this door | |
Not comin' back here anymore | |
It's time to face the fear | |
I'm not needed here now | |
That's where he said his prayers | |
And learned to climb the stairs | |
Every room has history | |
That holds a part of you and me | |
In my heart it's getting through | |
It's tellin' me that without you | |
Cause I'm not needed here now | |
You made it clear to me somehow | |
If it's not built on love | |
A home is just a house | |
So I'll close and clock this door | |
Not comin' back here anymore | |
It's time to face the fear | |
I'm not needed here now | |
It's time to face the fear | |
I'm not needed here now |
zuo qu : David Gates | |
Billy Dean David Gates | |
The movers came today | |
To take out things away | |
Memories that we held so dear | |
One by one they' re out of here | |
I hung the " for Sale" sign | |
On what was yours and once was mine | |
One last look around to find | |
Any home we might have left behind | |
But the emptiness rings true | |
There' s really nothing left to do | |
Cause I' m not needed here now | |
You made it clear to me somehow | |
If it' s not built on love | |
A home is just a house | |
So I' ll close and clock this door | |
Not comin' back here anymore | |
It' s time to face the fear | |
I' m not needed here now | |
That' s where he said his prayers | |
And learned to climb the stairs | |
Every room has history | |
That holds a part of you and me | |
In my heart it' s getting through | |
It' s tellin' me that without you | |
Cause I' m not needed here now | |
You made it clear to me somehow | |
If it' s not built on love | |
A home is just a house | |
So I' ll close and clock this door | |
Not comin' back here anymore | |
It' s time to face the fear | |
I' m not needed here now | |
It' s time to face the fear | |
I' m not needed here now |
zuò qǔ : David Gates | |
Billy Dean David Gates | |
The movers came today | |
To take out things away | |
Memories that we held so dear | |
One by one they' re out of here | |
I hung the " for Sale" sign | |
On what was yours and once was mine | |
One last look around to find | |
Any home we might have left behind | |
But the emptiness rings true | |
There' s really nothing left to do | |
Cause I' m not needed here now | |
You made it clear to me somehow | |
If it' s not built on love | |
A home is just a house | |
So I' ll close and clock this door | |
Not comin' back here anymore | |
It' s time to face the fear | |
I' m not needed here now | |
That' s where he said his prayers | |
And learned to climb the stairs | |
Every room has history | |
That holds a part of you and me | |
In my heart it' s getting through | |
It' s tellin' me that without you | |
Cause I' m not needed here now | |
You made it clear to me somehow | |
If it' s not built on love | |
A home is just a house | |
So I' ll close and clock this door | |
Not comin' back here anymore | |
It' s time to face the fear | |
I' m not needed here now | |
It' s time to face the fear | |
I' m not needed here now |