作曲 : Brad
Holding out for troubled waters 
Who knows where the course will tell you 
You've got many fortunate beliefs 
Like love your girl and love your mother 
Don't wait until a cold 
December Who knows when a brother's goin' down 
Something every girl should know 
Don't count on some to make it home '
Cause that reminds me of a time when 
All the lights were shining and the 
Light was always more than one could use 
And you were once a shining ocean 
Giving light to those that wanted 
Something more to hold than just the air 
So give me something to remember 
A diamond ring upon a finger 
Something every girl should know 
Don't count on some to make it home 
You don't have to do what you're told 
I guess I'm kinda used to the cold