Song | That Fool Was Me |
Artist | Barry Adamson |
Album | King Of Nothing Hill |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Adamson | |
Sometimes I feel like a newborn babe | |
without a mama's arms to hold him tightly, | |
chilled to the bone | |
and knowing there'll | |
never be no place I can call my own | |
and you came my way. | |
Like a summer's day | |
you warm the very cockles of my soul. | |
Squeaky and clean | |
but totally blind to what makes a man stand tall. | |
Please don't need me to be untrue | |
`cause when you do I feel blue. | |
Please don't feed me the way you do | |
`cause, mama, I'll be bigger than you. | |
Everybody get out my way, | |
I got something to say. | |
You take your time and you blow my mind. | |
There's something about you, baby, | |
and they all agree. | |
There I go, I sing it sweet and low, | |
only a fool would leave you | |
and that fool was me. | |
In every hope there's a heartache baby | |
rising from the broken mind that can't let go, | |
but then there's a rise, | |
potentially | |
someone that I would give until I die. | |
What can you do? The damage is done, | |
sticking out like a sore thumb. | |
It's time to move on | |
when I take the train whose destination | |
is dysfunction junction. | |
Please don't need me to be untrue | |
`cause when you do I feel blue. | |
Please don't feed me the way you do | |
`cause, mama, I'll be bigger than you. | |
Everybody get out my way, | |
I got something to say. | |
You take your time and you blow my mind. | |
There's something about you, baby, | |
and they all agree. | |
But there I go, I sing it sweet and low, | |
only a fool would leave you | |
and that fool was me. | |
That fool was me. | |
We're finally free. |
zuo qu : Adamson | |
Sometimes I feel like a newborn babe | |
without a mama' s arms to hold him tightly, | |
chilled to the bone | |
and knowing there' ll | |
never be no place I can call my own | |
and you came my way. | |
Like a summer' s day | |
you warm the very cockles of my soul. | |
Squeaky and clean | |
but totally blind to what makes a man stand tall. | |
Please don' t need me to be untrue | |
cause when you do I feel blue. | |
Please don' t feed me the way you do | |
cause, mama, I' ll be bigger than you. | |
Everybody get out my way, | |
I got something to say. | |
You take your time and you blow my mind. | |
There' s something about you, baby, | |
and they all agree. | |
There I go, I sing it sweet and low, | |
only a fool would leave you | |
and that fool was me. | |
In every hope there' s a heartache baby | |
rising from the broken mind that can' t let go, | |
but then there' s a rise, | |
potentially | |
someone that I would give until I die. | |
What can you do? The damage is done, | |
sticking out like a sore thumb. | |
It' s time to move on | |
when I take the train whose destination | |
is dysfunction junction. | |
Please don' t need me to be untrue | |
cause when you do I feel blue. | |
Please don' t feed me the way you do | |
cause, mama, I' ll be bigger than you. | |
Everybody get out my way, | |
I got something to say. | |
You take your time and you blow my mind. | |
There' s something about you, baby, | |
and they all agree. | |
But there I go, I sing it sweet and low, | |
only a fool would leave you | |
and that fool was me. | |
That fool was me. | |
We' re finally free. |
zuò qǔ : Adamson | |
Sometimes I feel like a newborn babe | |
without a mama' s arms to hold him tightly, | |
chilled to the bone | |
and knowing there' ll | |
never be no place I can call my own | |
and you came my way. | |
Like a summer' s day | |
you warm the very cockles of my soul. | |
Squeaky and clean | |
but totally blind to what makes a man stand tall. | |
Please don' t need me to be untrue | |
cause when you do I feel blue. | |
Please don' t feed me the way you do | |
cause, mama, I' ll be bigger than you. | |
Everybody get out my way, | |
I got something to say. | |
You take your time and you blow my mind. | |
There' s something about you, baby, | |
and they all agree. | |
There I go, I sing it sweet and low, | |
only a fool would leave you | |
and that fool was me. | |
In every hope there' s a heartache baby | |
rising from the broken mind that can' t let go, | |
but then there' s a rise, | |
potentially | |
someone that I would give until I die. | |
What can you do? The damage is done, | |
sticking out like a sore thumb. | |
It' s time to move on | |
when I take the train whose destination | |
is dysfunction junction. | |
Please don' t need me to be untrue | |
cause when you do I feel blue. | |
Please don' t feed me the way you do | |
cause, mama, I' ll be bigger than you. | |
Everybody get out my way, | |
I got something to say. | |
You take your time and you blow my mind. | |
There' s something about you, baby, | |
and they all agree. | |
But there I go, I sing it sweet and low, | |
only a fool would leave you | |
and that fool was me. | |
That fool was me. | |
We' re finally free. |