Song | Flying By |
Artist | Billy Ray Cyrus |
Album | Home at Last |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hambridge, Smith, Steele | |
It's bottles and bibs, rattles and cribs | |
Three am's again and again | |
Comfort the cry | |
Man, it's flying by | |
Swings and slides and tricycle rides | |
Skinning up knees and falling out of trees | |
It's like it's never gonna end | |
But it's flying by | |
You better hold on tight to those little lives | |
In the blink of an eye it's out of sight | |
I know, I know to go so slow | |
But it's flying by | |
Then it's braces and boots and bad attitudes | |
Boys and phones and every change in moods | |
Trying times, man, but you'll survive | |
And it's supposed to be home at ten | |
You're late again | |
Where the heck you been | |
When you're yelling and screaming | |
It don't seem like it's flying by | |
But it's flying by | |
You better hold on tight to those changing lives | |
In the blink of an eye they're out of sight | |
I know, I know it seems so slow | |
But it's flying by | |
There they go on their own | |
Flying by | |
You're waving good bye with a tear in your eye | |
I know, I know you go so slow but it's flying by | |
They come back home and what do you know | |
Them kids have got some kids of their own | |
You can't believe how much they've grown | |
And where the time's gone | |
You look in the mirror there's gray in your hair | |
You're wondering how the world did that get there | |
It just ain't fair how it's flying by | |
You better hold on tight to that sweet, sweet life | |
In the blink of an eye they're out of sight | |
I know, I know it goes so slow | |
But it's flying by | |
When it's hospital beds | |
Last words said, did | |
I do enough | |
Holding hands and being there for the leaving | |
It's a line of cars parked on a hill | |
Family and friends perfectly still | |
A prayer and a song as they lowered it down into the ground | |
You better hold on tight it's a short, short life | |
In the blink of an eye it's out of sight | |
I know, I know it seems so slow | |
Yeah, it seems so slow but it's flying by | |
It's flying by | |
It's flying by | |
It's flying by | |
Enjoy the ride |
zuo ci : Hambridge, Smith, Steele | |
It' s bottles and bibs, rattles and cribs | |
Three am' s again and again | |
Comfort the cry | |
Man, it' s flying by | |
Swings and slides and tricycle rides | |
Skinning up knees and falling out of trees | |
It' s like it' s never gonna end | |
But it' s flying by | |
You better hold on tight to those little lives | |
In the blink of an eye it' s out of sight | |
I know, I know to go so slow | |
But it' s flying by | |
Then it' s braces and boots and bad attitudes | |
Boys and phones and every change in moods | |
Trying times, man, but you' ll survive | |
And it' s supposed to be home at ten | |
You' re late again | |
Where the heck you been | |
When you' re yelling and screaming | |
It don' t seem like it' s flying by | |
But it' s flying by | |
You better hold on tight to those changing lives | |
In the blink of an eye they' re out of sight | |
I know, I know it seems so slow | |
But it' s flying by | |
There they go on their own | |
Flying by | |
You' re waving good bye with a tear in your eye | |
I know, I know you go so slow but it' s flying by | |
They come back home and what do you know | |
Them kids have got some kids of their own | |
You can' t believe how much they' ve grown | |
And where the time' s gone | |
You look in the mirror there' s gray in your hair | |
You' re wondering how the world did that get there | |
It just ain' t fair how it' s flying by | |
You better hold on tight to that sweet, sweet life | |
In the blink of an eye they' re out of sight | |
I know, I know it goes so slow | |
But it' s flying by | |
When it' s hospital beds | |
Last words said, did | |
I do enough | |
Holding hands and being there for the leaving | |
It' s a line of cars parked on a hill | |
Family and friends perfectly still | |
A prayer and a song as they lowered it down into the ground | |
You better hold on tight it' s a short, short life | |
In the blink of an eye it' s out of sight | |
I know, I know it seems so slow | |
Yeah, it seems so slow but it' s flying by | |
It' s flying by | |
It' s flying by | |
It' s flying by | |
Enjoy the ride |
zuò cí : Hambridge, Smith, Steele | |
It' s bottles and bibs, rattles and cribs | |
Three am' s again and again | |
Comfort the cry | |
Man, it' s flying by | |
Swings and slides and tricycle rides | |
Skinning up knees and falling out of trees | |
It' s like it' s never gonna end | |
But it' s flying by | |
You better hold on tight to those little lives | |
In the blink of an eye it' s out of sight | |
I know, I know to go so slow | |
But it' s flying by | |
Then it' s braces and boots and bad attitudes | |
Boys and phones and every change in moods | |
Trying times, man, but you' ll survive | |
And it' s supposed to be home at ten | |
You' re late again | |
Where the heck you been | |
When you' re yelling and screaming | |
It don' t seem like it' s flying by | |
But it' s flying by | |
You better hold on tight to those changing lives | |
In the blink of an eye they' re out of sight | |
I know, I know it seems so slow | |
But it' s flying by | |
There they go on their own | |
Flying by | |
You' re waving good bye with a tear in your eye | |
I know, I know you go so slow but it' s flying by | |
They come back home and what do you know | |
Them kids have got some kids of their own | |
You can' t believe how much they' ve grown | |
And where the time' s gone | |
You look in the mirror there' s gray in your hair | |
You' re wondering how the world did that get there | |
It just ain' t fair how it' s flying by | |
You better hold on tight to that sweet, sweet life | |
In the blink of an eye they' re out of sight | |
I know, I know it goes so slow | |
But it' s flying by | |
When it' s hospital beds | |
Last words said, did | |
I do enough | |
Holding hands and being there for the leaving | |
It' s a line of cars parked on a hill | |
Family and friends perfectly still | |
A prayer and a song as they lowered it down into the ground | |
You better hold on tight it' s a short, short life | |
In the blink of an eye it' s out of sight | |
I know, I know it seems so slow | |
Yeah, it seems so slow but it' s flying by | |
It' s flying by | |
It' s flying by | |
It' s flying by | |
Enjoy the ride |