Song | Feeling Of Falling |
Artist | Bonnie Raitt |
Album | Longing In Their Hearts |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Raitt | |
Sometimes i miss that feeling of falling | |
Falling on over the ledge | |
You know i miss that feeling of falling | |
Falling on over the ledge | |
And when my mind it gets to worryin' | |
And i just can't get no rest | |
Oh baby, that's when i call you up instead | |
It's after midnight baby, i'm sittin' here all alone | |
I tried to call your number baby, | |
But you weren't at home | |
I been a good girl baby, through with all that mess | |
But the way i'm feelin' now, darlin' | |
Well it scares me half to death | |
Well i miss that feelin', of fallin' | |
On over the ledge | |
That summer night in texas, baby | |
Too hot and wet to sleep | |
I heard you pull up in the distance | |
You're comin' to get me relief | |
We went screamin' down the highway, baby | |
So much faster than we should | |
You pulled me over in the moonlight | |
Man, i still can feel that hood | |
Well i miss that feeling of fallin', | |
On over the ledge | |
When that rain starts baby, i want to take a real | |
Good look at that ledge | |
It ain't something you get over | |
You might think you made it through | |
You can turn your head and walk away | |
But it never takes it's eyes off you | |
It'll push your foot right through the floorboard | |
Make you cut them streamers down his back | |
You waste what's precious and you can't afford | |
It runs your life right off the track | |
Keeps you boilin' in that poison | |
Only the truly twisted know so well | |
You don't need drugs to show you heaven, baby | |
'cause there's plenty clean in hell | |
That miss that feelin' of fallin' | |
Of fallin' on over the ledge | |
When the blues start callin' i want to crawl way up close to the ledge |
zuo ci : Raitt | |
Sometimes i miss that feeling of falling | |
Falling on over the ledge | |
You know i miss that feeling of falling | |
Falling on over the ledge | |
And when my mind it gets to worryin' | |
And i just can' t get no rest | |
Oh baby, that' s when i call you up instead | |
It' s after midnight baby, i' m sittin' here all alone | |
I tried to call your number baby, | |
But you weren' t at home | |
I been a good girl baby, through with all that mess | |
But the way i' m feelin' now, darlin' | |
Well it scares me half to death | |
Well i miss that feelin', of fallin' | |
On over the ledge | |
That summer night in texas, baby | |
Too hot and wet to sleep | |
I heard you pull up in the distance | |
You' re comin' to get me relief | |
We went screamin' down the highway, baby | |
So much faster than we should | |
You pulled me over in the moonlight | |
Man, i still can feel that hood | |
Well i miss that feeling of fallin', | |
On over the ledge | |
When that rain starts baby, i want to take a real | |
Good look at that ledge | |
It ain' t something you get over | |
You might think you made it through | |
You can turn your head and walk away | |
But it never takes it' s eyes off you | |
It' ll push your foot right through the floorboard | |
Make you cut them streamers down his back | |
You waste what' s precious and you can' t afford | |
It runs your life right off the track | |
Keeps you boilin' in that poison | |
Only the truly twisted know so well | |
You don' t need drugs to show you heaven, baby | |
' cause there' s plenty clean in hell | |
That miss that feelin' of fallin' | |
Of fallin' on over the ledge | |
When the blues start callin' i want to crawl way up close to the ledge |
zuò cí : Raitt | |
Sometimes i miss that feeling of falling | |
Falling on over the ledge | |
You know i miss that feeling of falling | |
Falling on over the ledge | |
And when my mind it gets to worryin' | |
And i just can' t get no rest | |
Oh baby, that' s when i call you up instead | |
It' s after midnight baby, i' m sittin' here all alone | |
I tried to call your number baby, | |
But you weren' t at home | |
I been a good girl baby, through with all that mess | |
But the way i' m feelin' now, darlin' | |
Well it scares me half to death | |
Well i miss that feelin', of fallin' | |
On over the ledge | |
That summer night in texas, baby | |
Too hot and wet to sleep | |
I heard you pull up in the distance | |
You' re comin' to get me relief | |
We went screamin' down the highway, baby | |
So much faster than we should | |
You pulled me over in the moonlight | |
Man, i still can feel that hood | |
Well i miss that feeling of fallin', | |
On over the ledge | |
When that rain starts baby, i want to take a real | |
Good look at that ledge | |
It ain' t something you get over | |
You might think you made it through | |
You can turn your head and walk away | |
But it never takes it' s eyes off you | |
It' ll push your foot right through the floorboard | |
Make you cut them streamers down his back | |
You waste what' s precious and you can' t afford | |
It runs your life right off the track | |
Keeps you boilin' in that poison | |
Only the truly twisted know so well | |
You don' t need drugs to show you heaven, baby | |
' cause there' s plenty clean in hell | |
That miss that feelin' of fallin' | |
Of fallin' on over the ledge | |
When the blues start callin' i want to crawl way up close to the ledge |